To Whom It May Concern

I broke the law in Madrid, and I'd do it again
 I got a bitch in every city that I ever been
 I thought the money would do something for the sadness in
 Me but I'm deeper in the abyss than I've ever been
 I've got two million other tracks, that all sound like this
 So this flow is for the kids, that all miss that shit
 But really I could give a fuck when anybody miss
 I'm too chaotic, and the music is gon' reflect that shit
 You think you've got it, oh, you think you've got it, oh
 I always promised I would never rap about a narcotic
 I'll keep my promise, but know that I'm still being honest
 The help I need ain't coming
 Now I'm pushing a button, to self-destruct me
 And no, I don't wanna talk about it
 I'll never take you up on your offer of trying to help me out of it
 It's just a matter of time
 Until I rest my eyes, go to sleep, and never come out of it
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 This is the only way that I'll ever be, cut and run, I'm not sorry
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 This is the only way that I'll ever be, cut and run, I'm not sorry
 You can't get too close to me
 You can't get too close to me
 You can't get too close to me
 I'll never be the "me" in your dream
 I'm not sorry
 This is the end for me
 This is the end for me
 This is the only way that I'll ever be, cut and run
 I'm not sorry
 You can't get too close to me
 I'll never be the "me" in your dream
 I'm not sorry
 This is the only way that I'll ever be, cut and run
 I'm not sorry
 You can't get too close to me (yeah)
 You can't get too close to me