Bitches pray to Lucifer to please, please come save me

I pray to Jesus have mercy on their souls

Popping, smoking, drinking is how I do it

There's no need for a tutorial

And the day I die will be my last fight

Better duck, motherfucker

Suicide, motherfucker

You don't no nothing bout me, what's wrong motherfucka

Boy Don't to imitate me

Fuck boy, don't you even try motherfucka

Get your brains blow out boy!

My tolerance high, got two twin glocks cause I know my rights

Said fuck these boys and fuck these bars

You can find me on the bathroom floor with my bloody knife

My cause of death will leave you in distress there was no reason for my death

Two girls that I want

To far from my trust

But I'm getting everything that I wanted

To fucked up to want to fuck but I broke her back now she's haunted

Cut my throat like it's a work in art

Now my dick is what she's sucking

Sniffing like a fein

Popping percs with my fear

My mind is unsteady