My pen is magic
Your death is tagic
your breath.. i have it
Swrapped in plastic
sufficating because of your drastic lashes
of suicidal hints and self hurting rashes
I'm more mystic then your whole past is
I'm flabbergasted,
by these 2 drinks and acid..
Sombody has to get it
i got 2 screws inbedded
i don't know if there screws or 2 ledded
bullets, i got a full clip
to earse any of this bullshit
which has me in a depressed mood of drug trips
You ain't tough bitch
i've had enough shit
You won't ever catch me trying to bluff it
i am what i say i am and i love it...