I'll down this liquor, then I'll pull this trigger 'cause this gun'll kill me quicker than this poison infecting my liquor, and go figure, this bottle only makes problems bigger.. I'm not tough like a boulder, not built like a soldier, not a hero, not a fighter, couldn't make it through a training regime, see I'm shit at everything so what's the purpose with me? Am I here for your entertainment, do you laugh at my anguish? See this is why I use a gun, 'cause I heard it was painless, and I know a lot of people relate to this pained image I've just painted, so can you really tell me that this world isn't tainted? The fucking people I've grown up with, 6 of them are dead, my cousin killed himself, fired off a capsule of lead, see where 2020 has led? I dug my own grave here, and got comfy in this coffin's bed, now I'm gonna show the world and rest my fucking head.