Ask me if I give a f*ck about a clique,ey

Ask me if I give a f*ck about a diss,yeah

Ask me if I give a f*ck about fame,yeah

Recently I just don't give a f*ck about a thing,yeah

Ey,Ask me if I give a f*ck about a diss,ey

Ask me if I give a f*ck about a clique,yeah

Ask me if I give a f*ck about fame,yeah

Recently I just don't give a f*ck about a thing,yeah

I just decided by the grace of the god Poseidon

That you're so dead to me I dug a hole for you to lie in

I'm sick and disowning

All the moments

And the key components

That led me to follow hollow promises from empty monads

It's 11 degrees

And I can see my breath

So I know I'm breathing

But I got no pulse I swear to Thelema

My heart ain't beating I better get

Back to the black hole sun

Leaving my gun

I don't need it for this one I'm

Finding the silver lining and I'm mining for hope

Trying to keep my wrists closed

You are toxic！

My blood, your lips！

You are toxic！

My blood, your lips！

I'm about to pass and I know I'm not (No I'm not)

Not comin back till I resurrect (Resurrect)

Scatter me so I don't ever come back

I was alone and I never wanna go back

Ey,Ask me if I give a f*ck about a diss,ey

Ask me if I give a f*ck about a clique,yeah

Ask me if I give a f*ck about fame,yeah

Recently I just don't give a f*ck about a thing,yeah

Ask me if I give a f*ck about a diss,ey

Ask me if I give a f*ck about a clique,yeah

Ask me if I give a f*ck about fame,yeah

Recently I just don't give a f*ck about a thing,yeah