JordyPurp, FEVER 333, Jason Aalon Butler - PTSD

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I am everything they try to be
You can jock the swag but it looks way better on me
Now it's Gucci on my ass and on my joggers, on my feet
And I don't leave the house without my blade or twenty three
And I hate it all this trauma in my head
Walls are closing in, I wanna paint 'em all with red
Think I made it, a diamond noose around my neck
Everything I wanted but I still wanna be dead
This is just the surface of the things I can't forget
You look into my eyes and it's all pain and suffering
And I could kill myself but I don't wanna try again
I'm only still alive 'cause I have tolerance to Fent