[Verse 1: GHOSTEMANE]
Another day alone in a little white room, looking at the wall going insane
Hoe, I'm talking fucking crazy to myself, but that's okay
Don't come around with positivity
I'm feeling rather down
Just might grab my fucking bat and take a stroll around my town
No friend I can reach up on my cell when I'm just trynna chill
Least I got some kids that when I call, I'm always down to kill something
Life is too short to be thinking about if you're going to heaven or hell
Never catch me dead up in a church
How bout a wishing well?
I wish upon myself if it don't happen, I'm to blame
Tried to talk to God
I guess he didn't listen cause now I'm in flames
I heard my pops, I think he's lost somewhere in purgatory
Took out the hymnal [?] that's another story

[Verse 2: Wavy Jone$]
I'm seeing demons
I can here them creep (hear them creep)
Can't close my eyes
I'm hearing voices
I can't even sleep
Into the void
I'm feeling paranoid (paranoid)
I hate the world
I want to kill everything and destroy
I'm sipping, smoking, sniffing, fucking
Now I can't feel nothing
I'm on the come up, fuck a father
Put myself in Prada
Or pimp the product
Pull the plug, I gotta make a way
I got a bitch, I got a price, I gotta make 'em pay
Fuck the government I'm todo head to to in Polo
Or bury me in all black
Bitch, Now take a photo (take a photo)
Coke white casket with the matching ones
Already dead, I killed myself for fun