Got three knives on me
But I dont wanna use em
If I have to though
I'll set your soul free
Theres no excuses
She was your girl
But she left with me
Now you a loser
I can see right through ya

BHC, AF111C, where you be?
You'll be smoking weed
But I laced your shit with Ketamine
Glad bag filled up with Amphetamines
Girl, take my hand
It's just me, Lowly, yeah, you know me
We'll take it slowly
Baby, do you wanna die tonight?
Come with me into the light
I’ll make it all allright

Got three knives on me
But I dont wanna use em
If I have to though
I'll set your soul free
Theres no excuses
She was your girl
But she left with me
Now you a loser
I can see right through ya