Death

[Verse 1]

Look my death will be slow.

Ya'll n***a's know.

I am a demon boy I came from the snow.

I wear all of these chains because I am so fucking insane.

Some times I just wanna put a bullet to my brain.

It's like I am trapped on a train.

My train of the thought got me messed up. I want love.

I can't trust any of the n***a's out there.

Bitch's be pullin on their hair.

I ain't happy. Unless it's with the trigger.

I ain't no gold digger.

Lickin blood of my fingers.

Slit my fucking wrist.

I just wanna fine girl.