Just Wanted To Say Thank You For Nothing YCK

[Chorus]
Feeling kinda bent now
I just won't forget how
Things had ended up
And now I'm drinking from a double cup
Messages are cryptic
Acting pessimistic
Loss of my existence
I'm just a statistic

[Verse 1]
Lockdown now confined to stone walls
Vision of a prison I'm stuck with no calls
Looking out the window and watch the snow fall
Spitting all the writtens committing a faux pas
Cellophane game looking right up it's plastic
Think it's gotten fucking better but shit has been getting drastic
Pass the fucking papers to roll up another wood
Might be doing all the shit that they wanted but never could
Sticking up a sign and I'm wearing a balaclava
Bitches never saw me and going and starting drama
Fuck a pig snitching I'm riding inside Impalas
Got the purple up on me they might mistake me for the Ballas
Secondhand bitches they're breathing the blunt smoke
They're reciting all the words and the lyrics I once wrote
Sipping everyday while they're gripping up on the tec
Roll a couple of bundles while they be ripping on the deck