In the middle of a sunrise on fire
Or the last man standing in a gunfight
Is it divinity or a wrinkle in the time
When I thought I'm drinking water but it turned to wine
This is murder rap
Ain't no turning back
It's a certain fact
I've been searching for skirmishes with a burner in my lap
I've been turning insecurity & purity to cash
I've been burned & discouraged up in this tournament of trash
This is fate
This is your mistake
This a cursed place
Going straight to the overdose
Nah, it's going great
This is crazed
This is pure insane
Ain't a turn of phrase
I'll be taking what i say
Insert it in your brain
I let the vicodin steady me from the voices again
I drain the blood of an angel
And I anoint the condemned
I found a place among the soiled
I'm a constant disappointment
The destroyer
Writing noises with a poisonous pen
Hit you with the lead pipe
Let's go
Get high
Dead Broke
I'ma live forever
I been chosen by the smoke
Got the veins full of cyanide
Evil in the soul
Get it right
The disciple of crows
I answer to no god
No friends
Brain full of locusts
Pockets always empty
You don't know what broke is
Ugly
Looking glass so out of focus
Fine living with the roaches
Hopeless
Why am I always disgusting
Why'd I get hooked on a substance
I'm never looking for troubles
But now they huge and abundant
You can't be stupid & neutral
You must be rooting for something
Why am I looked at in judgement
Like I ain't nothing
Maybe I'm a scumbag
See me with the heater
Better run that
Combat
I'ma come back
Where the funds at
Breathing in the smoke from the gun blast
I'ma get high from the contact
Ride to the sunset