I'm hearing these voices, they be on my head, whispers saying they wanted me dead, they make fun of me, like you are so short, it feels like they be killing me I bleed on the floor, I dont wanna, but I guess I'm gonna, take my own life cuz I am a murda, I am depressed, and I am lost, cuz you know my own life its gonna cost, souls overhearing, overhearing souls, they fall in yet scary yet darkest holes, go on and give me the forbidden scrolls, I'll take the crime cuz I'm not an asshole, yeah this world, has come to the point, where it dosent give a fuck and smokes on that joint, take your hand and throw that coin, head or tails hell u still gonna join, I'm hearing these voices they be on my head, thinking of slitting my wrist on the bed, young niggas starving they need to be fed, I'd rather hate me than your dumbass intead,