I can’t smoke no weed can’t see no people locked up in our houses can’t go and do shit Going to bed I got suicidal thoughts ya suicidal thoughts thinkin bout all the stuff I’ve did wrong I can’t make it right Tryin my best but I keep messin up can’t make it right with all the suicidal thoughts going through my mind I just wanna died but I don’t wanna die I wanna make it right but I can’t make it right messin up my life is all I manage to do might take a 12 gauge and poke it through ya all the things I could do When I go to bed I got suicidal thoughts (suicidal thoughts) ya I can’t make it right just messing up my life all the thoughts just make me wanna die wake up and I all I do is cry my life is fucked up and I can’t make it right so I just smoke away all the pain smoke away all my thought smoke away my life so I don’t take it away going to bed I got suicidal thoughts ya suicidal thoughts