A bottle of whiskey and a smoke
Inhaling this blunt until I choke
Thoughts in my mind as I reminisce
Our first date our last kiss

A pistol in my hand, casings on the ground
High as hell, listening to that grasping sound
Begging me for mercy, I watch you cry
Rub salt to your wounds and remind you of all your lies

Sirens blow, cops surround the crib
I want to kill you yet I dont see the need
Reload my pistol, to take the final shot
I turn the gun to my chest cause my heart has felt a lot