I Guess That I'm The Problem Lyrics

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Yeah, yeah, yeah

I guess that, I guess that

I guess that I'm the problem

I tried it once, I tried it twice

But I can't solve my problems

Perky popping, mother fucker

Sit down then I count my commas

Every time you turn your back to me

I feel like I'm the problem

I guess that, I guess that

I guess that I'm the problem

My pockets fat, my pockets fat

Them bitches Ricky Rossing

Sorry that I had to cut you off

But there ain't other options

Fuck my life and fuck it over

Baby all I am is nothing

Fuck my life and fuck it over

Baby I know I'm just a problem

I get stuck up, stuck in my ways

I guess I'm your interruption

Its getting harder to function

These perkys fucking my stomach

Coughing up my blood into a sink

Inside the back of a function

Its getting harder to manage

I can't even stomach the damage

Every day I'm walking closer to my grave

Seeing the ending

Its not a good one

I can promise you that

Yeah

Its not a good one

I can promise you that

One day I'll walk alone

And I'll never come back

Cus fuck you ruined the chance

I'm with the devil I'll dance

One night, one call

And I ruined my plans

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I guess that, I guess that

I guess that I'm the problem

I tried it once, I tried it twice

But I can't solve my problems

Perky popping, mother fucker

Sit down then I count my commas

Every time you turn your back to me

I feel like I'm the problem

I guess that, I guess that

I guess that I'm the problem

My pockets fat, my pockets fat

Them bitches Ricky Rossing

Sorry that I had to cut you off

But there ain't other options

Fuck my life and fuck it over

Baby all I am is nothing

All I am is nothing

All I am is nothing

All I, all I

All I am is nothing

All I, all I

All I am is nothing