I.C.L lyrics

(Intro)

Look, I know, I know, I know
I've been gone for a whole f*cking month
Without dropping anything
Like I seem lazy as sh*t, I know
But I got sh*t to do in my life so you know it might be a little while until I drop
Ay, hold up, this beat sounds like it's boutta slap
Well, I mean...
Might as well f*ck around for a little while

(Verse 1)

f*ck the world I cannot live when I feel dead
Tired of this sh*t rather be dead instead
f*ck the world I cannot live when I feel dead
Life really blows like a b*tch when she give head

Bullet to the brain might end all this pain quick
But I'd rather live dеpressed than die f*ckin namеless

Music industry been using extortion
Why didn't my parents get a damn abortion

(Verse 2)
f*ck this sh*t
Why is depression such a f*cking prick
I don't even eat I been f*cking sick
On some killing sh*t like I'm f*ckin john wick
Hate to live