Do or die do it its that suicide music,
Go die or rap, my minds like a cap twisted and screwed like it might be a trap but I bet that you knew
im the passing of fly cuz I'm sick like the flu
a misfit on this new track.
Die or go do rap my mind's like a screw cap it's twisted but I bet you knew that I'm sick like where's my flu at
my mind is like a bottle top twisted with a hollow spot
Nights like these...
With nights like these who needs life like this so I might just leave, slit and slice my wrist, or will I find peace if I down my scripts?
it's what the nice guy gets and the bad guys to, fuck it we're all screwed, man its not just you.
Im moving in silence like migrants with migraines from sirens cuz my pains like violence and blood stains, blood stains.
Some choose to live and some choose to love, while some choose their kids and some choose their drugs.
I concenplate lately while I'm looking In my past and with this constant hate maybe I'm just looking like an ass, some days I feel crazy and hope that it will pass.
Im On a path of depression of anger, aggression. a brain filled with question so I keep on stressing.
Man I'm laid back of these strange caps, I wanna face facts but don't know where my face at.
I feeling so damn faceless and these drugs are fucking tasteless, he thought that I was joking an did the taste test and now he's fuckin choking
It'll work out just let a little time pass, time pass.
I continue to drink, don't give a fuck what you think I just need a drink in depression I sink, with discretion I think now my heads in a sink but I just need a drink, and don't give a fuck what you think
I'm not done
I'm In search of a reasonable being an a reason for being for me to just stay
When you see what I'm seeing and hurt like I'm feeling is it even worth it to stay.
Stuck in this darkness hurt from the heartless with still nowhere to go, I'm in this house but I've got no home so I sit in the dark all alone. I'm not done
Some choose to live, and some choose to love, while some choose their kids, and some choose their drugs.
she's more than a bitch for leisure she's an addicted dick deceiver
But I'm a psycho so where's my knife at
And i Don't need no damn tatts to remind me of my past cuz the fact is I face facts through my flash backs now let's watch my life crash, life crash.
I better stay stoned, and in the zone like there's nobody home but now I'm really never home an don't know which way that I should go .
il probably smoke until I croak, cuz Im always croakin for a toke, like my goal is comatose! but I just smoke untill im broke.. I'm not done.
where the hell are my homies fuck it the world can blow me
I got these thoughts in my brain that might not be the same, sane whatever i guess they both just mean the same when all I feel is rain, pain damn it there I go again ADHD controls my brain but damn I'm not done.
