Tumbleweed.

[Verse]
Home is wherever taking a dump isn’t uncomfortable and ain’t nobody feeding into a sinister undertow
With that said, I ain’t had a home in years
Actually ever when looking back with the hindsight
Wilted rose; color faded
Pushed it out the way, and I got 20/20
Have to say it:
It might not be such a bad idea if I spent this holiday shooting heroin in a Kia
I don’t wanna see you, all you got is drama
Smiling at me like you ain’t a reason for the trauma
And nah, I don’t wanna see you, all you got is questions
Fuck your answer; go check if an 8-Ball says it
If I’m out of pocket, oh well; the game is over
Yeah, your child is finished, your grandson is demented
Your big brother gave up, your favorite cousin is fucked
I’m a failure, a tragedy; say what you want
I don’t know what I fought, I just know that I lost
And they cheated to win; I’ve been peeing in wind
But these days, I sip it like Bear Grylls
Don’t wanna survive, I just like it with a lemon
Bum boy still bopping down the horizon
I was born fucked; unfound was the hymen
Hope been dashed -- look around; see the hyphens?
Only feeling one word, though:
Suicide