Sipping On These Bottles

sipping on these bottles of silver tequila smoking on some of the finest green, That's out here on these streets don't take my kindness for weakness because you'll learn that my soul is cold and empty trapped in this trap music that many can not understand or not even want to take the time in trying to know no one will truly understand what I'm suffering from is this mental illness, or is this depression getting the best of me, could I truly be going insane I'm just wanting to take a handful of pills and chase it down with this tequila because I can not tell who's real from the fakes in this world that seems made up how can you say; you're truly not doing it for the money or fame when you're giving me shit about not going premium those who's truly not doing it for the same reasons as you are can see right through you and you're lies my friend