say y'all be rapping bout shit say that y'all come to pit say u wanna die put a bullet through ur brain thinking u could fly why week after week u think to fly u think to cry think to die think to try u trying the drug it don't even work u thinking to quit u no u ain't fit u just took a hit u gotta admit u doing ur bit but life is so shit they look u in the eye saying that u lookin walkung like a hypocrite y exaggeration from the feds suicides in my mind its one of a kind I'm turning this life saying goodbye say y'all be rapping bout shit say that y'all come to pit say u wanna die now I don't give pluck cause God is my luck life be throwing things all I do is duck what is the plan show me the pain show me the gain sure there no saint sure u can change look at the range don't need to arrange a meeting with God that will be odd he at the top he ain't a job no say y'all be rapping bout shit say that y'all come to pit say u wanna die