how ever you want it

how ever you wan it we got it we on it drinking that juice and smoking that chronic mixing the drinks is making me demonic flashes of signs in me head are pasonic feel like my souls about to be wanted by the devel that lives up inside it so many dark skeletons up in my closet feel like I'm one of them because I'm still hiding my secrets so much so my brain has devided in to two people and they just wont stop the fighting the truth is what you end up denying sat there alone with this pain without crying is so painful we end up just dying turn on the tv look at the news if you think that I'm lying people gone every day we pray to the lord not to take them away end up in graves parents still crying