[Verse 1]
Slice across my wrists
Self punishment it seems
Never go up the stream
Screw infinite dreams
I'm Jay Deen's antonym
Barely hot I'm on preheat, a weenie
My body is a cage
This music's key tends to free me
I lust silence
Violet dots on my iris when i open my eye lids
To see violence
Be seen and be quiet
I can barely function with no hunchin'
Hate my guts for nothing, its disgusting
s**ing up to rubbish
Out of luck when there's discussions
Of disowning like my mother contemplated
Get your southerns conjugated
I'll fillet you with that stainless
Then I'll slay you like some venison
Slit your throat and let it spray
Like Axe on adolescent men
Erase, who's irate
My mind state likes live steak, my cla**mates are cornflakes
I'm half baked, with pure hate
Stay replacing fresh slates
Facing fates like templates
Yesterday's like the next day
Ill flank to you 'til your neck breaks
What they say, what they say
Stains
Leaving stains in my hellbent brain
Plain 'ol insecurities rule me until I'm self slain
I don't digest pain
Its fangs drain all that is left
Sane leaves me like a mess
Rest is d**h, d**h is best
Then I break down like a compound
On some steps, sweater vest
Better yet, "cryer vest"
Don't invest in me
Especially if you have pestered me
Tested me
Threatened me
While collect pet peeves
My property's what I possess
In my chest, but its a mockery
Screw your sovereignty
Screw your sovereignty
Surrounded by these clocks and teens
The soccer team gets glocked and creamed
When I count sheep they're sloppily topped
It's Lewinsky themed
But when I'm treated like a chicken
I don't make a peep with all this shyness
Face my fate, ill surely taste defeat
I have no guidance
I'll go spineless, blind with rage
But...
My body is a cage!
I lust silence
Violet dots all on my iris
Sirens go off of violence
And my stomach
It fills with vomach
I can barely function with no hunchin'
Slicing across my wrist
You watched it run
We saw the blood
We saw it coming
[Hook]
This is what its come to
I got nowhere to run to
My sentence is impromptu
And this is what its come to
I take hell on Earth for you
Let you do the things you do
In self lies, i find the truth
Think its time you get a clue
Of all the crap you put me through
This is what its come to
I got nowhere to run
My sentence is impromptu
And this is what its come to
I take hell on Earth for you
Let you do the things you do
In self lies, i find the truth
Think its time you get a clue
Of all the crap you put me through
Put this in my eulogy (could you put this in my eulogy)
[Verse 2]
It's kind of romantic
How life flirts with tragic
Its lovely, static, or savage
However crafted I'll have it
Even dramatics
As long as it's in my hands, my plans, ventriloquist with my bucket list
Flip the script for no man
The problem is you
These children need some self reflection
I belong in a zoo
Next to God and h*mo erectus
Serpents all on my garden
And if i need to protect it
I will
But that all that extra shizz don't better my health
Heighten my wealth, or make me feel wonders under my belt
I live to save these lonely kids from feeling how I have felt
No jay deen
But screw everyone
In the end just myself
I can't throw hate when my estate
Is a gla** shell if you can't tell
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b**h. Tell