"weep for me, for i wither away" lyrics

You did good, $lick
It's a smash
Lonely boy

Percocet demon
I'm crackin' the cement
I'm booted up
Forever I'm grievin'
Unbury my secrets to shoot 'em up
My idol was fiends, it became my dream to shoot it up
Hide them motives with love, it's gettin' real tough to know who is what

First-born of my daddy, I'm holdin' my brother 'cause nobody held me
Went full Machiavellian when I realized that nobody gone help me
Was a long road to Heaven, but it done got longer the more I got wealthy
I got some free pills and my therapist fuck me like Jennifer Melfi

When these mo'fucker's gon' learn?
I'm breakin' all of the terms
Dead family and homies infectin' my spirit, my studio filled up with urns
My loved ones stay filled with concern
I'm way too far gone to return
Probably get to the gates to get told to my face
"I'm sorry, but you gotta..."

Burn
Burn
Burn
Burn

Abandonment shawty
The world is not for me
I do not belong
Emptiness in my eyes, I'm a shell of a body
My soul fuckin' gone

Hop out that mo'fuckin'
Hop out that mo'fuckin' turbo
Pop on that Molly then pop out my body, my lungs smokin' like an inferno

Thought I was fuckin' an angel, turn out that bitch just a Virgo
Nine on me like my name Burrow
My brother, we shoot like the Herro's

I stare death in the face
While I'm tauntin' the Reaper, I blow 'em a kiss
Startin' to fuck with my faith
Every time she get pregnant, God take away my kid
They say, "Look what you did!" but I'm not too big on takin' shit in

I done lost count of the people that I call my brothers that couldn't fuckin' wait to betray me
I done lost count of the money I gave, even though that I know that they schemin' to play me
I done lost count of how many times they done gaslight me and havin' me think that I'm crazy
I done lost count of the sacrifices and the things that I miss just for them to be lazy

I'm on "Fuck you" time right now, yeah, let's mo'fuckin' talk 'bout it
They yappin' like paraplegics. Why? 'Cause they never walk out it
Heart the shape of a narcotic
Ain't no choosin' my road, my road done been chose, so gon' take the fork out it

Burn
Burn
Burn
Burn
Burn
Burn
Burn
Burn

I'm thinkin' 'bout
I'm thinkin' 'bout, uh
This invitation, you know, when I first came in
You know, it, it would, the thing that got me this time is I wasn't really, like, I told you I wasn't reading scriptures, I was just kinda goin' to adoration church and usin' their showers and eatin' their hot dogs
We used throw these barbecues and watch Notre Dame games, meet all these monks
And, um
It just felt like
I don't know, it felt like a
It felt like a, like, like a clique, you know?
You're just hangin' out with, it's like a block party or somethin'
With all these monks
It was mad weird, but
I was up in Santa Ynez, just kind of block partying with these monks
And it just felt like I was invited
There was like this invitation
You know, "Come live out what you're meant to be, son"
You know, "Come with us"
God meant you to be somethin', he meant you to be a a Christian man, you know?
Not like this docile, sanitized corporate thing, or
You know, go make the, go make the whatever
I used to be like this weird corporate racehorse for a long time
And then I blew that all up and then I wound up in the wilderness like the wounded animal in this parking lot and these dudes brought me in, they're like
"Come on, bro. You're invited to the party"
And it didn't, they weren't like asking me what I ought to be or what I, you know
What I ought to do to become a better man or somethin' like that
It was like, it was more like, "Hey, man"
They weren't asking me like what I did wrong or nothing like that
They weren't asking me any of those questions
They were asking me questions like, "What makes you feel alive, dude?"
You know, "What stirs your heart up?"