[Chorus: 8corpses]
I'ma lost soul, down the rabbit hole I go
Crying THC, smoking Ganja when I'm low
The greatest people I've ever known are now six feet below
You wouldn't understand this psycho
I'ma lost soul, down the rabbit hole I go
Crying THC, smoking Ganja when I'm low
The greatest people I've ever known are now six feet below
You wouldn't understand this psycho

[Verse 1: 8corpses]
Welcome ladies and gentlemen to my demented self
I make this music so I don't have kill myself
Getting top whilе I'm tokin' on that top shelf
Another masterpiеce from the mastermind
Trying to master and piece together these thoughts in my mind
The urban legend, but not an urban legend
These people will call you a legend, but they wouldn't hesitate to put you last, let alone second
Secondly, they wouldn't hesitate to pull a secondary on you at any second
Can I get a amen like a reverend? (Amen)
These lyrics ain't tongue in cheek
I faced the LSD like she did my seed between the tongue and cheek
Cheesin' in my mugshot, dosin' something every week
Oh my god, I love my ink, ink up on my body
Like the Declaration of Independence, not tryna to be pedantic
I just wanna be independent, wasn't easy being dependent
[Chorus: 8corpses]
I'ma lost soul, down the rabbit hole I go
Crying THC, smoking Ganja when I'm low
The greatest people I've ever known are now six feet below
You wouldn't understand this psycho
I'ma lost soul, down the rabbit hole I go
Crying THC, smoking Ganja when I'm low
The greatest people I've ever known are now six feet below
You wouldn't understand this psycho

[Verse 2: TrippyThaKid]
Yeah, leave it to me to get lost (What?), deep in the sea with the sharks (What?)
I'm tryna beat 'em, but my demons tryna rip me apart (Okay)
My social skills are depleted, I'm even asking for Jesus
I'm on my knees by my bed, and I'm pleading
Screaming for reasons, he never giving me answers
All that I'm seeing is people who need 'em
Getting sicker and dealing with cancer
Used to be the plug and now I can't serve
Used to dodge the bullshit, now I'm cruising and I can't swerve
Pothole after pothole, I'm feeling popped
And now my motto is grab the bottle and drink a lot
Something's gotta change, I'm tired, feeling deranged
Insane, a crazy train off the rails, looking for pain
I feel like the twin towers and life is the two planes
Better yet the demolition that blew up the steel frames
Yeah, if I can dig it, I'm tryna change names
'Cause little Trippy ain't a kid, he's a man with a strange brain