3 Months Sober Video (MV)

Blasting music so loud
I might blow my speakers out
I've been puffing on that stick
And my lungs hurt a bit more than usual
So either I quit
Or next time that I see you is at my f*cking funeral

Man I hate going home
On the road for an hour
With my thoughts I'm alone
Mentally drained
In pain
Go get with old hookups
Just to hear them
Say my name
I can't explain
I can't think straight
Say goodbye today
While my mind it waste away
Been in so much pain
Don't know what to do
Probably need some help
But the meds will just stay up on that shelf
Sorry what's the day I can't f*ckin tell
I'll be okay I did it to myself

I got my hands on my face
And mind in the clouds
I've been so high
Don't think I'll ever come down

Been the same way
Since I was sixteen
The only thing that f*cking change
Is my voice
And this mental disease

I made dark thoughts
And that's real to me
Story of my life
Yeah that's how it be
I ain't telling no lies
Check the history
Became a drug addict
Age seventeen
Pick my shit up
Got myself clean
And mother f*ckers still think
That they better than me
Like they been through the shit
That god tests with me
There's no I in team
But this a solo league
I'll win the chip
Then I'm retiring