Lyrics:

Ridin' uptown with the windows up
Wake up in the 7th feelin' lost as fuck
Grab the pills, thrown 'em down 'cause I don't give a fuck
$uicide on my mind, let me test my luck
Ridin' in the city of the AK's
Bullets wit no name, and they might spray
Ridin' in the city of the AK's
Bullets wit no name and they might spray
I think I might be dead
Feelin' like a ghost, half smoke
Away I go, I'm tyin' rope
Ashes fucking shed off the tip of the blunt
Now I'm sunk from the junk
Oh no, 'bout to fucking glow
Fuck that hoe, then I melt, I'm made of snow