D!E

Punch him in his face Punch him in his face Punch him in his face Punch him in his face Punch him in his face Punch him in his face Punch him in his face if he look at me sideways Fuck the back I'm going through the front Smoking hella blunts Popping shit I'm getting high as shit My mind is too lit Brace myself I'm finna brace myself I'm finna get hit Brace myself I'm finna brace myself I'm sick and tired of this I'd rather die than be sad 'bout a bitch Cause she wasn't my bitch I guess it was my turn Deep in my thoughts with no mask on my face Breaking down in the mist of my black indigo Running from it like I run from myself in the back of my mind Bitch I'm killing myself Purging my body with knives from the store Just to wake myself up from this nightmare I made He talking shit so I said who I am and I showed him my wrist Then I showed him my fist Dodging emotions of people I hurt just to get where I am Just to dodge it some more Smoking the saints from the herbs of the earth It's not taking effect just to have some' to do Biting my lips cause I can't hold my tongue When a bitch nigga talking about what he'll do Punch him in his face Punch him in his face Punch him in his face Punch him in his face Punch him in his face Punch him in his face Punch him in his face if he look at me sideways Punch him in his face Punch him in his face Punch him in his face Punch him in his face Punch him in his face Punch him in his face Punch him in his face if he look at me sideways