(Verse 1)
I’m depressed
Feeling like a mess
I wanna grab the 45
And put the barrel to my chest
She’s not impressed
I just spent all my money
That I should invest
I need a couple thousand dollars
Just to spend on cigarettes
They keep on pressing me
Cooking up their bodies
Need the recipe
I’ll kill your girlfriend first
Then put her torso
Where your head should be
It’s messy see
The joy I get from catching all my enemies
That crying and that pleading
Ain’t impressing me
I just wanna torture them
Put them in a boil bubble bath
Until it’s scorching them
They do what I say
Like yes ok
If not I’m forcing them
Bring their precious children
To my orphanage
Got voices in my head
There’s no ignoring them
I’m depressed
Feeling like a mess
I wanna grab the 45
And put the barrel to my chest
She’s not impressed
I just spent all my money
That I should invest
I need a couple thousand dollars
Just to spend on cigarettes
They keep on pressing me
Cooking up their bodies
Need the recipe
I’ll kill your girlfriend first
Then put her torso
Where your head should be
It’s messy see
The joy I get from catching all my enemies
That crying and that pleading
Ain’t impressing me
I just wanna torture them
Put them in a boil bubble bath
Until it’s scorching them
They do what I say
Like yes ok
If not I’m forcing them
Bring their precious children
To my orphanage
Got voices in my head
There’s no ignoring them
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