Popping 'em down with codeine in my cup Bitch I'm rolling the rillo and burning the ounce Creep through the ground I don't hear a sound Burying bodies all over the town The Satanic killer The gripper of triggers that haunts all the rivers The blood is my liquor Triple 6 marked on my grave Cynical 59, death we crave Sharping the blade so the wrist can be shaved Enslaved to the minds of the fucking new wave Creep in the alley the valley of death Deep in the city of choppers & tecs I'm deaf to the screams of the innocent Fuck all the citizens The fucking militant of the infenant punishment I need a stimulant Give me the coke I'm sniffing it Articulate my ignorance $carecrow walking round without his legiments
[Verse 2: Yung Plague]
Often I find myself staring into space Bitch I'm coughing I might as well air out the place It is foggy My enemies taunt me I am the worst version of myself No calling for help Angel of death please spread your wings Pacing myself before she takes me away Blood stains painted on the door frame Floor made of bones I'm collecting and I'm storing All of my sins are burned in my mind Memory fading, but I still remember the scythe Body separated from my soul How it goes when you're always alone No bitch, no hoe Solo No phone No home Just a grave that I dug with a blanket of bugs Bitch I'm naked full of drugs Fully faded pull the plug Bitch I made it with a shrug I'm aware that I don't give a fuck, hoe