[Lyrics from snippet]

[Verse 1]
My girlfriend thinks that I'm fucked up
I am
My mom thinks that I keep a gun tucked
I do
My best friend thinks that I'm off one
I am
My dad thinks I don't care to call him
I do
I am not superstitious but fuck the bad luck (fuck)
Dodgin' cracks on the floor
I'm not with the bitchin' and all the loud talk
Leavin' bodies on the floor (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
Leave ya to meet your maker
Tell God I said hello