let's begin like this get up take a piss light up that cigarette thinking bout all my lost ends dead friends life tends to be mischievous the 1 percent be misleading us in this u s of a keep it grey like 59 suicidal homicidal till I die no lie cant have a peice of my pie my guy get out quit running that mouth before you get knocked out like i did got struck and seized out cause i was out of control out of my right mind let's turn left grab the rest of my crew you know if I'm still fukkin witchu it's TRUE i gotta habit i gotta have it all hype i cant stand it cause imma savage that goes full retard when i spaz cant land on my pride cause in my mind it suicide all the fukkin time let's take a trip to the eternal abyss kids slit they wrists and hope for some hope but cant find it so the drugs seem more enlightening perfect timing it's a suicide thing disguising our inner aura fill it with horror stories and illusions keep crusin keep doin what your doin till your ready for that change either that or blow your brains insane