yhe*4 suicide in my head im felling like I'm dead the hoe giving me that's what my pops said before he was dead yhe these thoughts i get they drive me insane I felt the same pain like my heart down the drain and I get the same pain every day lemme pass it on to my nigga dray, yeah*4 these niggas are lame that's why I gotta stand with my nigga Ray I through him under a train and I think about him every day these niggas want me I tell em I ain't gay i pull up on your hoe you started being afraid