Im on google doc writing, Thinking about my life and, Well how its going to end, I know it sounds stupid my friend, (singing) some days I wanna be like curt Cobain, blow up then blow my brain up, this world is dangerous people die just to get a chain, cause these veins I'm about to cut, everytime I look up and see the rain its pain I gain, some days i ask god some questions like what, was the reason he made me, they said im growing like a tree, but as you'll see that's not what I see, the minds been explored less than the sea, yeah I want to be a bird, so I could fly away and never have to hear another word, yeah that's some real talk, and if you dont feel the same you've never heard the real world talk, they say you can make it, but I ain't trying to fake it, I guess it's time to face it, yeah the world ain't how it seems, everything's a joke makes things a meme, as long as it funny to the majority, that person wont matter how many times you give an apology, they'll never except your sorry, yeah if jesus came back dont lie we wouldn't believe him, and people would cancel him until they literally killed him, I'm telling you on this rap, the rapture would be a rap,