I hope they save me a spot on the red carpet
I been suicidal for a hot minute
They say my music career just started when I wanna finish
cnd lately god has been quiet I think my fate is written.
Talk about my name when it's clearly forbidden
I'm the milk man getting drunk on another mission

Sitting down with scars that my father made
Hopefully he gets to see the day his son is paid
Look at what I made stacking shelves waiting for a raise
Working late
Working late

I'm drowning in the bottle with the mouldy bread I made
I'm frowning at the mirror with the man I've come to hate
I drink another bottle then I forget the date.

Figures off you gotta play you're role
Fingers on my soul
Tell em how i gotta get it down like a job parole

While you getting money not deserving
cll your people round you don't deserve
Sick and Tired Sick and Tired
Of co signing these kids
Put the fire Put the fire
On the flame that's already Dim

I might do a sin
Imma Let the devil in
Static going thin
Let the flaws go getting