My soul is haunted im armored with magic
Go band for band and yk u can't match it
Smokin these carts for my lungs it is tragic
Lurkn on forums @ home ur a faggot

My head is sick and ive never been better
When i slit my wrists make a clone trendsetter
Ngas are lame i should make that a header
Bleed frm my arms so im wearin a sweater

Whippn the camry dc tht im racin
On the horizon a life that we're chasin
Steady so distant cuz problems im facin
I get to slashin im feeln like jason

Say that u luv me dont know if u mean it
Life can get crazy ik it i seen it
Smokin this gas cuz yk that i green it
I get to uppin yk ima beam it