[Verse 1: GHOSTEMANE]
[?] in a little white room looking at the wall going insane
Hoe, I'm talking f**ing crazy to myself but that's okay
Don't come around with positivity
I'm feeling rather down
Just might grab my f**ing bat and take a stroll around my town
No friend I can reach up on my cell when I'm just trynna chill
Least I got some kids that when I call I'm always down to k** something
Life is too short to be thinking about if you're going to heaven or hell
Never catch me dead up in a church
How bout a wishing well?
I wish upon myself if it don't happen I'm to blame
Tried to talk to God
I guess he didn't listen cause now I'm in flames
I heard my pops I think he's lost somewhere in purgatory
Took out the [?] that's another story
[Verse 2: Wavy Jone$]
I'm seeing demons
I can here them creep (hear them creep)
Can't close my eyes
I'm hearing voices
I can't even sleep
Into the void
I'm feeling paranoid (paranoid)
I hate the world
I want to k** everything and destroy
I'm sipping, smoking, sniffing, f**ing
Now I can't feel nothing
I'm on the come up, f** a father
Put myself in Prada
Or pimp the product
Pull the plug, I gotta make a way
I got a b**h, I got a price, I gotta make 'em pay
f** the government I'm todo head to to in Polo
Or bury me in all black
b**h, Now take a photo (take a photo)
Coke white casket with the matching ones
Already dead, I k**ed myself for fun