27's Your Neighbors

[Verse 1]
Medicate me
Feed my own disease
Can't find no difference in what I want and what I need
What am I wasting?
I'll bid my self-esteem
Why do I wanna be such a wannabe?

[Refrain]
Oh, I'm not at ease, I need to stop by
Picking up my diesel at a stoplight
Picking stunts Knievel would've passed by
Spending up the expense of my mind

[Pre-Chorus]
Sweat, stumbling
Governed by my words, I
I keep crumbling underneath a lens, I
Need somethin' that'll keep me on a leash and off the deep end
Keep me off the deep end if at all

[Chorus]
27's in my lungs
Hoping not to join the twenty-seven club
Drunk drive behind the wheel
Squealing tires down the 40
Only good die young
So I'm tryna live my scariest
Life ain't a thing
Might as well–