Butches that slept get a visit by death I’m taking ya breath and I’m leaving ya less I’m a heathen that’s blessed Each season test Reaper leaving a mess Stark white how I’m dressed Got the rollypn and I look like Don Juan Lil bad bitch rip the condom of the tip Bout to blow my brains out over childish shit May I rest in heavens gardens with the sins I commit I was born ready Always down for the dirt Slit my veins wide open if I’m feeling a hurt I’m a die my own way may ya bullets get curved Cause god always with me like a mobile church I lay with them lions I never pray for sirens I rip the jaws off the beast if they