Look what would you do for this fortune and fame, fortune and fame Fight on your way through this torture and pain Stuck in a prison of drug and addiction I know I should stop but I'm caught in these waves Ignoring my brain, call me a war with my mates Half of them walking away, I wanna miss this Instead I got strippers I dick on the daily They calling me babe like, yeah So I'll take this ride to hell Will I make it back? Yeah, *** noise bro, yeah, maybe time will tell All my friends, they saved my life Guess I saved their life as well But I cannot understand why I can't save me from myself Girl, please save me from myself Yeah, please save me from myself I just put my life in bars like I got placed inside a cell I got great and kind of wealth But got great to kind of hell I just sacrificed my life and now these tapes and rhymes will sell Please don't call my ***ing phone I tell a joke and I must go to pain I still got hitters that roll with the dip And go, Tony Montana, it's caught up your face Feel like I'm winning but slowly I'm slipping It's getting so dark I can hardly escape Brock on the phone, now he gotta go home Cause he know I ain't rang up my father in days Like, yeah, yeah, yeah Still having vision, my mom in the kitchen And she know it's silent, still passing away I see my father, he's hoppy in pain Like, yeah, I don't wanna let him down ***, I gotta settle down I don't wanna drown Don't want my brothers to come Put their oldest brother in the ground Like, yeah, tell me your darkest secret I'll tell you I can't believe it Tell me your heart's an ocean I'll tell you the mind is sick, sick I can't swim Yeah, yeah, I said I can't swim Yeah, *** girl, I'm not perfect yet But neither are you, and that is the truth Give me my weed and my pack of the zoot All that I need is be back in the booth But girl, I can't swim Yeah, yeah, but girl, I can't swim Yeah, yeah, like, yeah, yeah Like, yeah, like, yeah, yeah Like, yeah, like, yeah, yeah Like, yeah, yeah, like, yeah, yeah Like, yeah, *** girl, I'm not perfect yet But neither are you, and that is the truth Give me my weed and my pack of the zoot All that I need is be back in the booth But girl, I can't swim