More Fire

[blitches]

its more fire
fuck a blunt cunt, i swallow the whole lighter
crazy insane, or maybe just playin
may be just sayin the craziest thangs that
i can think of, bottle of rubbin alcohol ? drink up
get sick, fill the sink up wit pink stuff
and pass out
everything disappears, just like smash mouth
and if i need a place to crash out
i'll grab a couple gunz and smoke ya fuckin pad out
bullet holes riddled thru ya couch
foundations crumblin, cripplin ya house
bitches chokin to death, jizz up in they mouth
im trapped in this flesh, im fixin to get out
but the only way is a bullet to the brain
so i might as well do it layin next to a drain
dont wanna leave a mess, it'll just add more stress
to the already depressed
but suicidal thoughts only come twice a day
aint so bad nowadayz
cuz it used to be twice a minute
took a 12 guage shotty to the body, life just ended
suicide may be a sin but i got the right to spit it
shit i might commit it
courage to do it ? i might just get it
aint afraid of deaf, if i do go to hell
i'll just end up killin the devil and takin over for myself

[blitches]

thats all me and i wrote it while listening to cashis' new mixtape
i dont think it looks like a em verse lol

[Rain Matrix]

chalk that up to nooby inexperience

if it was all u... keep working on it
if not... quit and save yurself tha embarrasment