[Verse]
I remember taking lonely walks around the block for some cigarette butts
Coming back with nothing, feel like shit
Creeping into Holly's, grab the Borski bottle, chug it till I’m sick
I remember shaking out the Winston's out of Holly's diet coke cans
To dry them out ’cause I was down bad
I remember barely talking bro up out of suicide up in that house
'Cause we was down bad
Days spent sitting in that silence, no one talking with each other
It's a mutual knowing that we all fucked up collectively
Malachi sparking up a savage, then he pass it and I hit it secondly
Veteran drunk from the moment we got back from the bottle run
Took a chop of show time guts and then collapsed
Shit is treacherous, boy