high roller thats bipolar bubbling but still missing something like im diet cola trying to boss up like tony soprano im still a boss like im joseph bonanno feel stranded on an island like im gilligan lost a couple teeth went back to the grill again fans acting like its killing them these cheap tricks wasnt working so i went and got my teeth fixed known for saying harsh remarks that are partially dark samples chopped like its martial arts cant complain kids like my art but feel like im still waiting for my life to start last three months catatonic feeling miserable walk around my city and i feel like im invisible never felt like i had to ask if i m dope now i m casper the ghost tight grasping for quotes can t really explain it s like a gapin hole in the back of my head panic in my legs feel heavy while i hallucinate standing on a ledge about to jump but i ll rejuvenate holding on but i hope its soon cause pills the only way i know to patch these open wounds responsibility literally killing me life used to sparkle nothings fucking thrilling me used to sit and gather my words called it artillery now life is torture would gladly end it willingly reason im still here are for my dogs and my family i dont expect anyone to understand me when i was young loved suicidal tendencies now i m older i got suicidal tendencies might be punished for my sins that would make sense stars align once haven t had a break since maybe i should lower the bar it s raised too high maybe i should work harder but i do try used to walk around thank god i m the shit now feel like a piece of shit in a bottomless pit trying to build my strength like bane so i can climb out but life moves so fast i need a time out