Next wednesday lyrics

Feds did a sweep tho
Back on my feet tho
Gotta start over
Cheap hoes
Tryna get me tho
They getting closer

Silence
I stay inside b*tch
Dont f*ck with people
Violence
Burned in my mind its
Making me lethal

Pain ow
Liquor in my veins now
My walls are talking to me
So stuck
I need to grow up
Why did you make me do this

I'm in own dimension
Suffering from dementia
Cuz i don't know when the f*ck i asked for
You damn opinion
f*ck
Why she be hating
Damn
I think she satan