[Verse 1]
These people wanna see me write my suicide letter
Yeah life is pretty cool I bet d**h is better
Put my head on the pillow, I'll rest forever
Give my friends a good reason to get together and chill
It has to happen cause my brain is a little bit ill
Feelin' like I'm tweakin and I can't stand still
f** drama and judgement I had my fill
And there's a demon inside me that's gotta be k**ed
So I take out the razors and line em up
Open up the closet and find the gun
(Load it!) Picture the gun unloadin' blowin'
A chunk outta my skull and then the blood pourin'
It's all in my head now, but it'll be real
Once I sip on this liquor and pop these pills
I guess thet ain't enough just rippin' the booth
And now I'm bittin' on the barrel till I'm chippin' a tooth
Come on!
[Hook x2]
They don't want me around
They rather see me in the ground
And struttin around the town
Let me tell em
I'mma help em in a minute
One bullet can just diminish
All the pain they'll be feelin'
When my brains are on the cellin'
Right now
[Verse 2]
Right now I don't feel right in my own brain
I rather be sippin' liquor with Kurt Cobain
Bite the barrel let the motherf**er go bang
And blow brains all over the window pane
I'm insane and maybe that was my downfall
My brains a little to the left like a south paw
I don't now why I let these people affect me
And why I can't do anything now, except bleed
Cause they don't see me as a human, it's a damn shame
Just another simple face in the rap game
Got a bullseye imprinted on my damn brain
Pop my top like a cheap bottle of champagne
Where my brain used to be is a dead hole
Put a razor to my wrist, let the red flow
I don't wanna hold on, I wanna let go
Hold a bloody triger to my head baby let's go
(gunshot)
[Hook x2]