Can you hold me

Shout out to all my people working a nine-five

I'm working about 12 hours finna die

My feet hurt, I know, I wake up everyday

Thinking about the next time, I'm finna get paid

Every two weeks, I get paid earlier, on Wednesdays

I sleep sometimes, now I dream, I wake up come alive

All my demons come out to hide, come out to play

The wolf skin, sheep skin, is what they calling me

I don't know myself, finna call me, phone went to

Striaght to voicemail, I hate myself, Post Office hate mail

Is what I send to myself, sometimes OCD make me wanna kill my