Verse 1 (Scrim)
They said we wasn't shit, Now they all want to die
Sold souls grow cold, With the devil on my side
Sippin 4s, swervin' slow, with them 20s on my ride 
***** strong because I GLO, but all them hoes they get denied
Another b***h, another day, with another blunt smoked
Hit the switches on the lake, on my mirror is a rope
Suicide til we ashes, fit the Nine Grey bastards
After that just take my urn and ****ing dump it on the pastor
Interlude (Mitchell Bay)
I used to be passive, so when I pass please
Just grab a wrap and, roll me up and smoke me
I'm talking bout' my ashes, Yeah just let me go off ..
Verse 2 (Ruby Da Cherry)
I'm from the Se7en, aint no heaven, in my destination
** your breath and aiming for the lake
I'm betting on how long it takes for me to sink below 
I go so low, so low, aint got no hoe I know I'm dead 
Cause when it's cold outside I see no breath 
I know I'm dead 
Because my neck is red from rigamortis 
Settling, I'm settling down underneath the ground, inside the grave 
I slick keep digging,
yeah you never finished because death is eternal
***** im Infernal, eternally determined 
To MURDER MYSELF
Verse 3 (Mitchell Bay)
With the pain that I've engraved all up in my sub conscious
From the self doubt among a couple other problems
I make my way through the flames
Unmasked like Kane, brimstones in my pocket 
There ain't shit that you constructed
So the **** down is where you can sit
Ridin round with suicide 
In the N.O. on that Voodoo tip 
When I blow up I'm gonna cop a necklace that's doubles as a belt
And when I murder myself
Please play reservoir dogs at my celebration of life 
I don't want a funeral I don't want no crying
Tell my mama that I'm sorry
This is not her fault 
Remember when I spilt the apple juice in the hall
Feeding what's eating at me
I will feast until I starve
Behaving self destructive
Hip hop cracked my shell up open
Unleashed my soul planted a third eye up on my fore
Closing out the openings of stores
When I go off, when I go off
Feelin like Gorilla Zoe mixtape a month
I get so lost when I'm in the booth, when I press record
I just might say THANK YOU BASEDGOD
On a song with $uicideboy$ oh my Lord
Feelin evil lucid I might peel em like I'm Luca Magnotta
Rockin Rothco with my papa Derek Deano, bumping Clams Casino
Wrestling with my demons like Ricky The Dragon Steamboat
MitcHy Man Savage Carlito
I record on an Apple with a Hawaiian shirt on
Rowdy Roddy Piper mixed with a rowdy mother****er off the street
I'm always spittin' one too many
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