The Kid Didn't Die
Ay, yeah
Ay, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Lets go, ay
Uh, we boutta spit the truth in the booth
Ain't nothing but the truth in the booth please, uh, yeah
This life is involuntary suicide
Cause I'm killing myself slowly with these thoughts inside
And I don't even know why evils on my mind
I was such a good kid
Hope the kid didn't die
Hope that kid didn't die
I really hope that kid didn't die
Didn't die, yeah
Fuck being a dumbass
Sick and tired of this shit
I stayed lit for eight days
Hanukkah in this bitch
Burnt the candle on both ends
Might as well be the wick
Feeling queasy cause this shit is so sick
I feel like weezy cause the way that I spit
Is almost perfect but I keep making hits
And last year I was stuck in abyss
Took bong hits till I'm higher than cliffs
Thinking philosophically, asking why I exist, huh
If I ponder any longer I'll be dead
If I wander any longer I'll be farther from the bread
And some days I can't even get out of bed
Thinking bout the dumb shit I wish I never said
Thinking bout the dumb shit I wish I never said
Some days I can't even get out of bed
That's okay, that's okay, that's okay
This life is involuntary suicide
Cause I'm killing myself slowly with these thoughts inside
And I don't even know why evils on my mind
I was such a good kid
Hope the kid didn't die
Hope the kid didn't die
I really hope that kid didn't die
Didn't die, ay
Ay, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Lets go, ay
Uh, we boutta spit the truth in the booth
Ain't nothing but the truth in the booth please, uh, yeah
This life is involuntary suicide
Cause I'm killing myself slowly with these thoughts inside
And I don't even know why evils on my mind
I was such a good kid
Hope the kid didn't die
Hope that kid didn't die
I really hope that kid didn't die
Didn't die, yeah
Fuck being a dumbass
Sick and tired of this shit
I stayed lit for eight days
Hanukkah in this bitch
Burnt the candle on both ends
Might as well be the wick
Feeling queasy cause this shit is so sick
I feel like weezy cause the way that I spit
Is almost perfect but I keep making hits
And last year I was stuck in abyss
Took bong hits till I'm higher than cliffs
Thinking philosophically, asking why I exist, huh
If I ponder any longer I'll be dead
If I wander any longer I'll be farther from the bread
And some days I can't even get out of bed
Thinking bout the dumb shit I wish I never said
Thinking bout the dumb shit I wish I never said
Some days I can't even get out of bed
That's okay, that's okay, that's okay
This life is involuntary suicide
Cause I'm killing myself slowly with these thoughts inside
And I don't even know why evils on my mind
I was such a good kid
Hope the kid didn't die
Hope the kid didn't die
I really hope that kid didn't die
Didn't die, ay
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Writer(s): Charlie Close
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