Diablo 8corpses

Panama red
Dab pen
And some needle point
Now let's flip a coin
Where do i go tonight
My failure to die
Is my kryptonite
No refill
This life doesn't
Come with a sequel
Might die by a needle
Dilated pupils
I try to stay tranquil
But bitches are deceitful
So i ain't peaceful
Diabolic individual
Tired of it all
I fuckin hate people

Whoever
Shot up my whip
You missed
Sorry
I still exist
Even when i'm shooting up dope
Motherfucker i don't miss