I made a chill song about suicide

[willyoucrywhenIdie]

Bitches riding on my dick
and if you ask me how I'm feeling
Suicidal is the answer
When she look away lace up my drink
I've been feeling down
And this Molly got me high
And the dream is suicide
and a baddie in my life


She's not the one to feel this
She's not the one to feel this
Huh huh


I've been rolling deep in my head
And the drugs got me feeling like a fien in my life
I just wanna feel a thing other than the kerosene
All because I'm moving sturdy, put the phone away
Stop to feel a thing, all she wanna do is
Take me on a carousel, put me on a parasail
Never gave me parachutes, falling on my face
Flat down flat down


Bitches riding on my dick
and if you ask me how I'm feeling
Suicidal is the answer