When my depression hits
It'll hit harder then a mad bitch
Who found out the shit you did
Back on a Tuesday
F*ck it who's to say
Fabricated love
I've had enough
But who's to blame
Fake emotions
F*cked me up
But who's to shame
I shoulda listen
They spoke
Now I'm back in pain
All cuz of my pride
And my f*cking negligence
And how they still remain
Looking in the mirror
God
I hate this f*cking face
From my crooked teeth
To my demented brain
From the way I make music
To the way I f*cking drain
Happiness out her life
Like a vamp sucking blood
Out From her f*cking veins
I f*cking hate life
And my own existence
So f*ck it
Im not original
Fake lies at the top
Of the pinnacle
She said boy don't be so cynical
Talking to the oracle
In space out in the Orbital
Did a little crime
But I'm not a criminal
There's something
To be said beneath
So i guess it's subliminal
There's a fat void I'm tryna fill
With these green bars
And 8th of chlorophyll
She left with my heart
And soul how typical
As I bleed and die on the floor
You looked so mystical
Pitiful
As I sit in a pool of blood
And tears
I am sinful
Beautiful you looked
As you walked away
Beautiful you looked
As you walked away
Aye
Common cases
Of misplaced hate
Often leads to bloody fates
Killing in whoevers name
No one gets to the gate
Still some of you wait
But I anticipate
A change in the pace
Shame on my face
The actions of my race
I can't erase
No clean slates
Let's hit the brakes
Let's get it straight
I'm white as f*ck
But don't feel the same
I wanna cause pain
To an ignorant pale face
Whitey gonna catch a case
For a change feel the pain
Remind us of the sin
Of judging by skin
Let the slaughter begin
Of the ruling regime
F*ck their white dream
F*ck the white team
Rather be the last white man
Than an arian popping xanz
Put you in a ambalance
F*cking with the ambiance
Roll around xans in hand
Bitch I am the mastaman
With the master plan
To take down the clan
So damn