Sad, you gonna need caution, I'm mad Stuck in a box made of ash Don't need a bitch, I need pack I might push eighty on that dash I might go fifty on that bag I'm broke as fuck so I crash Pick up those pieces and laugh Smoke and wake up, then I blast I might go fifty on that dash I might go fifty on that dash I might push fifty on the dash I might go fifty on that bag I might go fifty on that bag I might go fifty on that bag I might go fifty on that bag I might go fifty on that bag I might go Cambodia for my dad I took a planet out of orbit then snorted it at the Ritz Skinny bitch being one of my favorites to get on dick Need drugs, haven't even considered, what, fucking love? Fuck a bitch, all I need is a metal .30 with clips Tell me how to see myself, I can't wait to be myself Only demon in the mirror, yeah, bitch, I've been to hell Tell me how to see myself, I can't wait to be myself Only demon in the mirror, yeah, bitch, I've been to hell