[Intro]
Kill yourself you really don't matter
Kill yourself bitch make the glass shatter
Kill yourself that's mind over matter
Kill yourself 'fore I pull up and pull up and-
Kill yourself you really don't matter
Kill yourself bitch make the glass shatter
Kill yourself that's mind over matter
Kill yourself 'fore I pull up and splatter

[Verse]
Seventh grade I was right up at the chimney
I had it in me
I could have been free
I hit that jump and I flew with the birds
Somebody evil must have heard my words
Caught me and put me right down on the floor
I had to get up and try it some more
But every time I looked down at the 'crete
I felt the pastor begin to repeat
I cannot die, I cannot fly
Stuck in the middle so what am I?
I wanna fly with the butterflies
It's hard to look at me cut your eyes
I am that guy, I cannot die
Am my own hand, I am a man
Or so they tell me, they wanna fail me, nah
I'm in a panic, I'm in a rush, I'm feelin’ manic
Manic depressive, just like my mother
She doing good, but not with my brother
I'm on the line, he on the tab
His friend was tripping
Trying to stab a knife in my mom
12 had to come
What was you thinking? Is you a bum?
He trying to blame me
Why would you say this is cool
Faggot you bought it from someone at school
Mamma said I gotta feel for my karma
She said you gotta control your anger 'fore it harm ya
I don't know what I'ma do
I gotta play it cool, since I dropped outta school
My mamma stressing a lot and she be stressing the plot
Like what you gon' do when I'm gone?
Rattled my skin and my bones
When I'm alone, I don't know that
I don't know anything, I just know rap
Guess I know many things, I'm with the rats
Down in the sewers
I had some friends, but now I have fewer
Take what they sold us, wasting our time
Chasing our dreams, not enough rhymes
Can get on the radio, which of us fail?
Who gon' fall off, and which of us bail?
All of you rappers, none of you artists
But now I smoke rappers so guess I'm a part of it
I guess I'm retarded
I guess I'm stupid
I guess the only one loving is cupid
I am a wraith, I am at level
I am the snake, I am the devil
I am the dark, I am the bully
I am not anything truly or fully
Why am I here? I here? I'm so high dear
I fear I might die here, lie here, I might lose my life here
I was on tab at two watching cartoons at the dorms
My ego shatter my will power worn
That's when I knew I was killed and reborn
That's when I knew I had taken my form
I'm Lil Darkie, I cannot be killed
If you get me then my blood you will spill
But I will live on in the bodies of others
I will come back in the form of my brothers
I am detained by everything else
If I was solo I'd shine like an angel
Falling from glory to live in the manger
I am the mad god I am the danger
Killing me n***a my body has shed
Looking at me turn they vision to red
Why do you hate me? Why do you hate me?
You do not understand what's in my head
I cannot understand what is in yours
I am infinity under my pores
I have affinity for making enemies
After I've ended these, I'm making more
All of these people have broken my trust
They are the rain on my heart and it rusts
I let this bitch grab a hold of my soul
And she stole it and sold it away for a price
I get my bust out with the nine
Put it through that n***a mind
Leave it behind
I hope you kill yourself, kill yourself!
I hope that nobody find you
Yes I do yes I do mind you
Get out my face, n***a you stink
I caught a case, more time to think
Wounded myself, I'm on the brink
You wanna take away my love
She wanna be taken I'm mistaken
Darkie breaking kill best friends
No resting no west end
No east side small tribe
No lease sign release my fear
I see clear, I want more, I'm so near
I'm that man, ain’t no boy, I don't shake, I stand straight
I was played like a toy, now I'm baked, feelin' great
Off the shrooms, in my room
We some goons, bumping tunes
Took that eighth I had mentioned
Electrical tension
Build up, filled up my head space
Lay down on my bed case
Scared of what I had faced
Wanted to die
[Outro]
Ay, uh, Lil Darkie, how are you doin? Well I'm Mr. Mushroom, it's nice to meet you, your, uh, teacher sent you here because you wrote "I feel like Tyler" on the bathroom wall. Uh, why don't you tell me about that? Well see, if you're not gonna talk this is gonna be a really long time...