Lyrics

Doctor give me pills for my anxiety Say they got the cure but always lie to me Got me feeling down on all my ups I gotta make a stop at Starbucks So much add that I can't concentrate Can't remember what I was about to say I'm just trynna make a lil' PoP And buy myself a house before I drop In a city so cold and sick Got me feeling so over it Mama told me; "Boy protect your heart" So I put it in a box Try to get my head around reality I been searching for my immortality Spending all my money at the shops While everybody's running from the cops