Pussy mothafucka don't know where I been

Forsaken they taken my sanity but I won't give in

Makin my way through the grey I know these fuckas ain't no kin

They can't tame this fire inside of me that burns deep within

Pushin' myself till I can't take no more I make my head spin

Don't give a fuck if this shit gon' make my body wear thin

Schizophrenic I feel like I am my evil twin

In the mist I am the silhouette wearing a wicked grin

Let's begin, pen to the paper and a bottle of gin

Tryna numb but I still catch myself crawling under my skin

Drowing in my spinning thoughts, I'ma rot

Mothafucka watchu got, run up on me and you gonna get shot

Mystic creepin' I be reapin' on these bitches while they sleepin'

Want a meeting? it's a smithin' wesson greetin'

Then proceeding with this beating now I got y'all bitches leakin'

On the ceiling, all these walls painted red with the bleeding

Call this my evil greeting, hoe