Hook (2)
I have suicidal thoughts, (thoughts thoughts) I'm still trying to figure out why I have these gun shots, (shots shots) go off in my head, sometimes I think I'd be better off dead, man I hate having these suicidal thoughts. (thoughts thoughts)
Verse 1
I never tell, from heaven to hell, bruises to swells, it's the way that I felt, my fire would make this ice melt, my own personal ego, made me hate a lot of people, just because I'm bigger, they never treated me equal, I had suicidal thoughts, I would hear gun shots, going off in my head, than it would be me dead, I would be crying, I would be lying, on my bed trying, to get some sleep, and gods just looking down at me, trying to help me, spying, but I'm just sitting here writing, I wrote all of this and I don't want to be living, this is so horrifying, if I could I'd change the hands of time, but I can't so I just stick with the rhymes, I wish I could have good times, but uh. I got a lot of years to go before it's night time, man I'm only 18, almost 19, and I wanna die right now I have seen, myself, in my head k**ing myself, I was crying, now I'm fighting, for my voice to be heard, I life is a curse, everything that I feel I put in a verse, and I have had the worse, no has respect for me, everyone I see, before me, makes me, feel crappy
Hook (2)
I have suicidal thoughts, (thoughts thoughts) I'm still trying to figure out why I have these gun shots, (shots shots) go off in my head, sometimes I think I'd be better off dead, man I hate having these suicidal thoughts. (thoughts thoughts)
Verse 2
I'm white, and I'm still trying to figure out life, and I'm afraid that I'd never make it in this rap game, and it makes me mad, it makes me sad, that I'll be burning with flames, in hell cause I feel no shame, I just sit in my room, with nothing to do, every night I hear the devil knocking on my door, and I don't want to hear it anymore, god help me before, I go down the wrong path, I feel like a psychopath, that has suicidal thoughts, and he wants to stop, being a psycho the only way he can stop, is to end it all, cause no one will help me so what do I gotta do to get through to you to show you what I'm all about before I start slowing down, that ain't gonna happen I'ma be rapping til the day I die, til I fly, to the sky, I act like a tough guy, but deep down inside, me I'm week, deep down I'm sad I'm emotional, this is my mind over a broken soul, now listen to the hook
Hook (2)
I have suicidal thoughts, (thoughts thoughts) I'm still trying to figure out why I have these gun shots, (shots shots) go off in my head, sometimes I think I'd be better off dead, man I hate having these suicidal thoughts. (thoughts thoughts)