[Verse 1: LJ Kapone]
Compiled with nothing except aggression and depression
And I never turn other cheek I keep a grip upon my weapon
Gotta problem wimme then kill the talking get the steppin'
Ill kill anybody I don't give a fuck 'bout what you reppin'
I'm a sick fuck yea I think my throat is streppin'
I'm a be dirty basturd till I'm old and I'm decrepit
And I know I'm dying young I told God that I accept it
But he keeps on sending disasters as a fucking message
Losing my mind and my girl along wittit
Drugs holding on strong trying hard to quit it
I just wanna change the narrative grab the script and then flip it
Think I'm in the right the direction the Devil just comes and whips it
Wanna ressurеct the old me I kinda miss it
But I roll foreign drugs in thе wood then kiss it
My mind is a cell and nobody wants to visit
Suicide seems right but everybody says different
Im trying to be better
Nobody sees effort
Quit a lot of drugs
Even put down my red shirt
I get my heart broke all time I don't get hurt
I just get the drugs take 'em all and go bezerk
I be popping Xanax for my desert
I'm a be a old drug addicted geezer
Heart been hurt more than Carl Wheezer
But I get over it all by inhaling these pounds of reefer
Compiled with nothing except aggression and depression
And I never turn other cheek I keep a grip upon my weapon
Gotta problem wimme then kill the talking get the steppin'
Ill kill anybody I don't give a fuck 'bout what you reppin'
I'm a sick fuck yea I think my throat is streppin'
I'm a be dirty basturd till I'm old and I'm decrepit
And I know I'm dying young I told God that I accept it
But he keeps on sending disasters as a fucking message
Losing my mind and my girl along wittit
Drugs holding on strong trying hard to quit it
I just wanna change the narrative grab the script and then flip it
Think I'm in the right the direction the Devil just comes and whips it
Wanna ressurеct the old me I kinda miss it
But I roll foreign drugs in thе wood then kiss it
My mind is a cell and nobody wants to visit
Suicide seems right but everybody says different
Im trying to be better
Nobody sees effort
Quit a lot of drugs
Even put down my red shirt
I get my heart broke all time I don't get hurt
I just get the drugs take 'em all and go bezerk
I be popping Xanax for my desert
I'm a be a old drug addicted geezer
Heart been hurt more than Carl Wheezer
But I get over it all by inhaling these pounds of reefer
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