Bruhmidic

Told you i was losing Don’t know what i’m doing I’m improving Alcohol abuser Could have fixed it sooner Am i healthy now Bank got fifty pounds Down booze, that’s two ounce On the ground Outta town Turnt tables Black labels Think you got the message Change not for the better Only change percentage Time is of the essence Big fucked up adventure Life has lost its presence Life ain’t got no pleasure Get get get get got got got got Death grips and yung blud got got got Sad boys and punk rock is it Goth bois and ski mask slump god god Inventive or just botched, i’m fucked up Scent of liquor, drugs, nose stuffed up Spend it quick on other plugs Incentive is to never stop got Faggots like slatt slatt slatt slatt I just start to slit Feel the pain less less less I can't feel my wrist I am not the best best best I am different