Don't Do It

They say breath but I'm choken
What you mean just keep hopen
I been sitting in this fucking room broken
But they all wanna tell me chosen
My emotions ready for explosion
Tryna go and get in motion but I'm frozen
But the green and devotion they keeping me going
Y'all be better off separating H2 from the ocean
Man fuck posting guess Im ghosting
You think it's funny checking out the comments while you roasting
While you gotta another person soaking
With a lot cuts cross they wrist mopping
Then you gonna say some shit like
Oh I was joking about the posting
So you hoping, they ain't broken
Maybe coping, so they stop poking
But really it's just back to the wrists and the thoughts and the smoking
And y'all just didn't even know it

So here I go again
Talking to myself
Can't trust another man
They just do it for themselves
But I guess it just began
The thought to kill myself
The thought to kill myself
The thought to kill myself

I thought the king was suppose to be unique
But I'm labelled as fucking freak
Alone in my room for a week
Might just put the blade back to my cheek
If I hear another bitch talkin
Bout a motherfucking streak
It's like you don't even
Know what you live for
What you stand for
So you get half dressed go out get drunk hit the dance floor
Not fully comprehend that you're just another one of society's damn whores
Wake up
So desperate but what you need a man for
He ain't gonna fill that void anymore then the man before
So you question yourself
Like what I'm suppose to adore
My conscious a cage where I fight
Myself but never seem to win the war
So find what you love put down the phone cause baby it's time to explore

Here I go again
Talking to myself
Can't trust another man
They just do it for themselves
But I guess it just began
The thought to kill myself
The thought to kill myself
The thought to kill myself

My life as an altered reality
Cause I'm thinking these thoughts
But I don't understand my mentality
Chilling with the boys but they always just seem to get mad at me
I was tryna be good guy
But I guess I'm just that mad Mc
Who's heart too empty
Nobody can't tempt me
Egos too damn petty
So I'm putting the bullets inside of my gun
And I hope you is ready
Cause my suicidal thoughts pouring and they coming way too steady
I been feeling like this for way too
I don't even know who it ain't happen already
So I gotta fucking kill myself cause my emotions there's too many

Syllables wordless
Anxiety nervous
Can't get to the surface
Im questioning purpose
But the Suicidal thoughts
Man they worthless

Syllables wordless
Anxiety nervous
Can't get to the surface
Im questioning purpose
But the Suicidal thoughts
Man they worthless