Senseless fucks
They all think that they can fuck around
My pistol tucked I take it out and put it in my mouth
I dont give a fuck what does it something put me in the ground
Im drinking robitussin trya drown out all the sounds

Somethings wrong in my head
Where the music lays
I get thoughts when alone ever twisting rage
Getting pissed when I get seven stitches in my fucking face
7 6s carved into my flesh because im fucking rageful

I got lyrics not even a page full
Make it loud when you hear it its gonna be painful
Face full of fake pills that I fuckin paid for
Mind full of fake deals being fucking made ugh

When I dropped in
Brass knuckles slamming off his jaw
Spin his neck three hunnid sixty make him taste his fuckin lunch
And I pop zyns 60 milligram up in my gums
Feel the cancer spreading up inside my brain and in my lungs
Get the guns splitting lips I'm on the run
Suck my dick if you got issues with my music this shit fun
Kicking pricks up in the chest when I get pissed you'd better duck
Fuck a conversation I'm gone put a space between his guts