Put Me Out E

Yeah. Yeah. Old house. Nothing matters, uh. Ricky Hill. Yeah, yeah. Kinda new to the area, driving fast, Not a care in the cold world, keep the Heat on. Take my doses then creep on. In and out like the burger, dipping out to The corner store. Forty ounce and I been slurred, Mix my drugs like some Gushers. Hit the curb when I pull up, can barely Walk, so I stay seated. Short on words, don't like to talk 'cause when I do, it gets overheated. Ain't short on drugs, I got a lot and It could be just what you needed. Bitch, I'm rolling 'til it stops and then I'm Sleeping through the evening. Old house, bitch, I'm dreaming, Thinking of a way out, way out. In the water, bitch, I'm floating face down. Pull me out of my thoughts, they're intrusive from The start. Put me out of my misery, It's all been too hard. I'm not all right, but it's fine, I got Things to do. Death by my side, I'ma try Not to think of you. I've been so tired, Required to leave the room. Body expired, rewired, but missed a few. Miles, I drift right through. Ghostly like Mister, move through it, but I've been Around the boot. Most of them doubters 'cause they Can't surround the crew. Dressed in all black, yeah, I'm packed for my Funeral. Fucked up my past, burning packs like the Crucibles. Zombified trash when I lash out, Delusional. Body got gnashed up, won't crash like The Noosa Swan. Life ain't that beautiful. Off that unusual, my head removable. Flow indisputable, fluidial, stop like an ancient Computer boot. The old house, bitch, I'm dreaming, thinking of a way out, Way out. In the water, bitch, I'm floating face Down. Pull me out of my thoughts, They're intrusive from the start. Put me out of my misery, it's all been Too hard. Eat your words, they don't mean shit to me. Eating tabs of the LSD, not the ketamine, Half calves. Rolling OZs in my Dickies jeans. Black cap over my eyes, I can barely see. Baseball jacket with my home team. Weed naps, Super Sport dreams. People lie to you, get you hyped up. Now the world made you bitter. They say lighten up. I look on the downside, I knock on the Devil's door. So I can't be there right now, My hands tied. I wish I could teleport, I can't take this Anymore. Life is cheap like we sell 'em for. Eyes all drowsy when I'm driving. When I get there, I'm barely arriving. Tryna find a room I can lock myself in. Easy breeze through my knees. Needles and pins. I feel light, at the same time, My feet in cement. I don't care about this song, I just needed To vent. I don't care about my life, I could sleep on a bench. I could eat in the trench. You would get sick, get weak from the stench. I've eaten so many of these, if I peak, It depends. Glen got the pens, Jay got theJs. They was just like us a year ago, Why did they change? It was a phase, Ricky in beige. Dickies on sit and the Chevys on blades. Roll up a Blaze, cat on my face. I'm in my prime, these the days. Feast your eyes.