Said I've been away for a while And now I still don't know how I'ma go about it So what you know about it? Well ain't it perfect? I fell through the tiles I'm bleeding out onto the floor around me My arms are cold and bloody And I've been distant for a very long time I still don't know how she feel about me I get to thinking about it Well ain't it perfect? I fell through the tiles I'm bleeding out onto the floor around me This is my suicide, I guess she know I've been worried being broke Worried being alone Worried I'ma die young And suffer if I grow old And I'm tired of these nights spent crying While I justify it for why I never pick up the phone You wanted me to be honest, well then baby you got it Everyone afraid to die is somehow suicidal And I spend a lot time in my head tryna fight it Fuck it, I ain't keeping secrets to myself What's the problem? I've been worried about my health, my obsessive order Worried I'ma never prove everybody else wrong That I can do the shit I want, fuck following orders Worried that I'm just a joke stuck wallowing off My depressive mindset just wanna let go And I'm tired of the fact it's hard Trying to fix artists, so I'm off this This is me, isn't this what you wanted? So I thought, and I'm lost, tell where is you goin'? Said I've been away for a while And now I still don't know how I'ma go about it So what you know about it? Well ain't it perfect? I fell through the tiles I'm bleeding out onto the floor around me My arms are cold and bloody And I've been distant for a very long time I still don't know how she feel about me I get to thinking about it Well ain't it perfect? I fell through the tiles I'm bleeding out onto the floor around me This is my suicide, I guess she know Yeah, I know I've been distant I tried to listen to the words that you said But I'm feeling resistant Black hole of emotions, my whole existence I deserve everything but forgiveness Earning my way, but I can't buy health Depressing the impressions of misgive in the wealth Everyone searching for the man himself Tryna find another path to the way that we felt Through the drugs and the sex and the life I lived To be honest, I ain't really got much to give Abridged my life story to save the kids And I don't even know what the problem is But I know that I'm done smoking mids I'm done being broke with no accomplishments I'm done being a joke to your accomplices And now I'm rolling smoke with confidence Because I know myself, and I know the way that I am Motherfucker, come and make my day Y'all laughed, tryna say that I won't make my way So don't ask about the motherfucking cash I make I'm doing fine Don't know your name, I'm just tryna make mine You're all the same and I'm done being nice Fuck being famous, your soul is the price I hope that I'm wrong but I'm probably right So I'm iso' I might go get psycho 'Cause I'm ice cold You might know that I fight so let's cut it Making my music is all that I got these days I feel no embrace, I can't see your face Said I've been away for a while And now I still don't know how I'ma go about it So what you know about it? Well ain't it perfect? I fell through the tiles I'm bleeding out onto the floor around me My arms are cold and bloody And I've been distant for a very long time I still don't know how she feel about me I get to thinking about it Well ain't it perfect? I fell through the tiles I'm bleeding out onto the floor around me This is my suicide, I guess she know