text: Ask me if I give a fuck about a clique, ayy
  Ask me if I give a fuck about a diss, yuh
  Ask me if I give a fuck about fame, yuh
  Recently I just dont give a fuck about a thing, yuh
  Ask me if I give a fuck about a diss, ayy
  Ask me if I give a fuck about a clique, yuh
  Ask me if I give a fuck about fame, yuh
  Recently I just dont give a fuck about a thing, yuh
  Ayy, I just decided by the grace of the god Poseidon
  That youre so dead to me I dug a hole for you to lie in
  Im sick and disowning, all the moments, and the key components
  That led me to follow hollow promises from empty monads
  Its 11 degrees and I can see my breath so I know Im breathing
  But I got no pulse, I swear to Thelema my heart aint beating
  I better get back to the black hole sun
  Leaving my gun, I dont need it for this one
  Im finding the silver lining and Im mining for hope
  Tryna keep my wrists closed
  You are toxic
  My blood, your lips
  You are toxic
  My blood, your lips
  Im about to pass and I know Im not 
  Not comin back til I resurrect 
  Scatter me so I dont ever come back
  I was alone and I never wanna go back
  Ask me if I give a fuck about a diss, ayy
  Ask me if I give a fuck about a clique, yuh
  Ask me if I give a fuck about fame, yuh
  Recently I just dont give a fuck about a thing, yuh
  Ask me if I give a fuck about a diss, ayy
  Ask me if I give a fuck about a clique, yuh
  Ask me if I give a fuck about fame, yuh
  Recently I just dont give a fuck about a thing, yuh