Why should I continue on this sad path of life? I'm just a unwanted useless project, my worth is all in my objects, I wish that I could just age, meet the end of my days, their won't be nothing to say, just let his dumbass decay.
My happiness ran away, I always hope i find it, but I end up in self hate, my life's a waste anyway, so don't act like you don't know that, the only reason I'd matter is 'cause I'm blacker than Kodak
I'm at the bottom of the ladder, but when I get that marble platter I'm important, just cause black lives matter, it's not about what I did, or how I helped people live, I'll only be loved in death 'cause my history rich.
But people always wanna say my life ain't shit though, my depression cripples me, but it don't matter 'cause I'm lit though? I'm almost ready to go tenfold, it's over like I yelled bingo, so the next time you see me, please don't open a window.
When the darkest hour comes it's like it never ends, that's why I feel I have no meaning, to me or to my friends, I see no reason why this sad ride shouldn't end.
