Killed at 4

Take the love

Jazz is transcendant

My life is a sore

I hate this

They kill them I was 4

Motherfuckers

Bitch ain’t shit

I hate you

I hate you

But I love you so much

Entire desire for the love I made

We take it

We Own it

Never tell me suicide is the solution

When you lock me in a cage

Never tell me suicide is the solution

I hate you

I hate you for the love I made

Because you are not me

And cruel to me

So deny

And fuck them all

Fuck them all