party's over!

Life's a bitch, and this night won't help with shit
I sit tight, trying to think about life and how I live it
Despise becoming clear
And my eyes are seeing fear
Am I right to get these feels?
I might cry, but I've been killed and didn't die
So am I living a lie?
Am I forbidden from trying to make a living off life?
Or am I living to die?
Can't heal these feelings this time
And all I'm thinking is, why?
Why? (Why?!)
Life is precious, can't buy a dime a diamond necklace
I'm riding reckless, 130 miles by the second
65 smiles, 130 crying why?
You reckon the ship has sailed to a living hell and we all are in it?
This the product of a living with no options
It gets hotter but we winning it regardless
Shoot my shot like Iguadala, world keeps spinning, we keep balling
'Til we arrive at where the ship was bringing all of us
Life's magic
You talk it's like static
I'm walking right back to the wants that I had
It gets dark, will I fathom these wants are so bad that it haunts me right back to that walk that I ran?
Life is just a cycle, the good and bad repeat
I light up like the Eiffel 'til darkness snaps at me
I'm right to feel a little bit off in these brutal times
I fight to really live like a god 'til I get crucified