I’m gonna die young son and that’s a fact//
Alcohol, cigarettes, weed mixed with rap//
It’s a bad combition, add depression and suicide attempts//
One more on the way, I’m just dense//
I won’t bend, you can’t change me, there’s no physiatrist//
That’ll make change my mind if I’m gonna slit my wrists//
Only time can tell, if I’m escaping from this hell//
This land on the earth, I was sent to dwell//
And now I’m stuck in the past, reminiscing of my pacts//
That I had with these sluts, they all gone and turned their backs//
I’ve been harassed, I’ve been used, too long I was abused//
By everyone who knows me, I know it’s hard but true//
The truth hurts, I’ve been torn apart//
To this man that I am, skeleton without a heart//
But I’m smart, I aim my anger to the page//
To get me higher on the charts, slay these fakers with no game//
Let me know what you think.