CUM RAG Pouya

[Verse 1]
I wasted my youth in my bedroom alone
Scared to live, am I ready to die? Relieve me of my phone
World is sinking deeper, never been so eager to meet my maker
Bitch, throw me away
Bitch, I'm hollow
Neck-deep in a bottle
Yeah, people struggle, do anything for a dollar
1992 Chevy Impala swingin' through the block
Yeah, got a bag of blues tucked in my socks
Yeah
Florida boy came out of the mud
I am the hurricane, I am the flood
To wash away everything that you might love
Where is the bud? Put that smokе in my lungs
I'm numb
Needle in my vein take thе pain away
Fade away, feeling like Kobe at game day
I am the roaches that hide in your walls
I am the Boogeyman under the bed
When I creep and I crawl with that heater
I am the silhouette of the crypt keeper
Glock hot like it has a fever
Baby Bone, bitch, I don't give a fuck about you either
Cancel cultures vultures on my dick
Another day, another feminist
Telling me I'm a scumbag
Worthless cum rag
Fuck boy just a disturbance
When will I wake up and feel like I'm enough?
I'm soul searching, dick-deep in a bourbon
Open up the curtains, can you see past the surface?
I'm lookin' around and I can see the world hurting
Yeah, when will I wake up and feel like I'm not mush?
I can smell my brain rot through the kush
Took a tab of acid, turned into an octopus
Middle finger to the media like '04 George Bush