Hahahahahaha,

Motha fucka,

I hate all you,

yo

I sit in silence and I think about the nights, id try and tie a noose around my neck Id really wanna die, the devils comin for me feel him creepin up behind, dropping bodies down the road, coming right up I-25, whispers in my ear, I need a priest, I feel the fear, I hear the voices in my sleep, telling me I’m better off dead, just look around, won’t tell you swim right, if the time is for you to drown, a king without a crown, a jester and a clown, the judge and the jury, executed at sundown, I need to know right now, what’s in ya bank? A multikillionaire don’t get no real pay, brushed off to the underground I know where I belong, I know where I can thrive I’m used to living in the fog, never wrong I got that feelin in my stomach know that’s it’s a wrap, don’t turn the corner you exactly where we want you at, let the demons grab you, drag you down in the abyss, till you live with all the zombies smoking pills under the bridge, this shit ain’t fucking easy, we always struggle to survive, no money and my food stamps don’t hit until the 9th, and you wonder why society is fucked in the head, pussy boys everywhere like it’s some kind of a trend, watch my pops go to prison, relapse and go back in, had more people overdose than a medic at UNM, mother fucka, that’s what my life like, You ever had somebody run up on you dead in the night? You ever seen your homie shot and bleedin out to ya right, ever had your brother strung out and high as a kite? I doubt it, cuz you mother fuckas are soft as baby shit, shoot ya dog in reverse, my pistol be an atheist, I’ll never quit, I’m taking this to levels that youd never you reach, than get to the top, flip and fall into the street, and when I die know I welcome whatever i gotta do, hope I make into heaven, but doubt I can pass through.

Mother fucka