The Deep End Twisted Insane

[Intro]
Dear Mr. Reaper
I know my time is coming soon
If you can find it inside of yourself to give me some more time
I just need more time

[Verse 1]
2 o'clock
In the morning, I need two more shots
I told them I'll get help in two more weeks
Please excuse me while me and this bottle talk
I keep sinking quickly
Look around, fuck, ain't nobody with me
Pockets on show 'bout a dollar fifty
I said "I do" to this bottle quickly
Brought the [?] with me, I'ma flow
Fell in love with the drink thing, I don't
I be right up on the edge and right about to jump, think I won't
Love it when I get thе feeling, put me in a bar and I'm gone
Peoplе tell me every day I better sober up but I be way too far, call
Mr. Reaper, how about this, we can make a real deal
We could be a real team, shit, you heard that I kill
I just can't put it down, I do not have the will
I love this bottle for real
Till next time