Bitch I'm tweakin, mental state is weak so bitch I cannot lie

Lack of sleepin, pace my breathin packin a roll to get me by

I'm smoked out, pistol by my side bitch I control yo death

Middle finger up to all them bitches who done seen me less

I bring the fleet, thirteen endless nights you will not stepped to me

Kick my feet, hit the fuckin bucket bitch you dead to me

You sunder deep, I plummet down to hell I hope you burn as well

I'm not heaven-sent I lost that privilege when I sold myself

To thirteen, almighty thirteen

I'm purging these **** until I'm burning

Up in my hearse please

I'm poppin pills until it's working

Then hunt like Hircine

I need my fix, I need that dope

Need that shit to fuckin cope

Or until I'm fuckin broke

Or until I’m fucking broken down

10 feet underground

Do you hear me now

What can I say

I do not fuck with nobody so now I’m just purging the place With this Blunt to the face

Fuck I lost my pace

Bro I’m high as shit

Nodding off into this void like fuck I think I’m dying bitch

I am not your friend I’m not your foe I’m just your opposite

So I tear you down while screaming motherfuck the populous

We raising hell

Torching with my brothers yeah they know me well

I lost my mind I lost my shit so bitch you better save yourself

From XIII almighty XIII

We going up cause bitch we worthy

These fuckers thirsty

They want me down they try to curse me

That shit ain’t working

They do us bad we do em worse

If they put us on the board well bitch they better put us first