Fuck this shit. Two shots to the brain. This fuckin depression is makin me insane. No more is it a game. I aint playin. My lifes fucked up day out and day in. Im done with all the shit that people are sayin. Homocide is the price that yall be payin. It aint my fault that I am who I am. Whatever you think, I could really not give a damn. I am a man. Maybe not to you. But to your ribs will be my size 10 and a half shoe. Dont fuck with me or my feelings cuz the anger inside will be reveiling. Ill straight up hang your body from the ceiling. Take my blade and slice open your neck. Im done with you and your never coming back.
All the hurt and pain that you have caused me over the years. There aint enough tissues to wipe away all these tears. So I just chill back and get pissed. I have visions of slittin my wrists. Blood commin out so fast it sprays mist. I got these scars on my fist from punchin brick walls. I always have the urge to break peoples jaws. Its really a shame that your gonna have to die for what you did. But its on you cuz youve tortured me sense I was a little kid. Now Im gettin my revenge back from all this pain. Through the years you treated me like I was a shame. Its kinda funny cuz I thought of you the same. Im a serial killer and your to blame.
So Im out all night lookin for fuckers who dont keep they mouth closed. Put a round of bullets into they head till they brain shows. I got flows and now ur like me. Your dead now, so I can be happy.
Yall look at me like im different. Like Im crazy and maybe lazy. Im not immitating. Just concetrating. On how to go about life now that your gone. I mean your not gone, just buried under my front lawn. Till the rain comes and washes your rotting carcus away. Evidence will be gone because the birds of pray. Eating your flesh when the kids come out and play. Im happy again. Im just glad its today.
