I'm feeling like the devil.
My eyes are red and evil.
People think I'm chillin.
But I'm actually a villain.
Out committing a crime.
I'm running out of time.
Wish that one day I could die.
Shit it might be tonight.
If I put enough lean in my sprite I'll feel alright.
I need some more codeine.
So I can mix it with promethazine.
I need something to make me sleep.
So I don't have to think about the pain that I have gain.
But no need to think of that dark shit again.
I just want to get lifted so pass me that green.
And pour me some of that lean.
Dont push my buttons or i might turn mean.
Fuck everthing and everyone.
Because in the end there is only one.
Fuck heaven I'm not showing no religon any respect.
Best believe before I die I'm breaking some necks.
I
don't care about nothing except cashing some checks.
Now I'm begging for death like can I be next.
Point that glock at your head not your chest.
There is no need for that vest.
You still using that mine go an invest.
Got that weed man on speed dial I guess.
