You ever feel like, sometimes, you don't have control over yourself
Like something's got a grip on you?
It's these f**ing demons, inside my head
I'm trying to get them out
I've been trying to get them out
But they won't leave
People call me “caseahfun”, like I'm a case of fun
Slit your f**ing face, sh** dropped
Call it a case of runs
The weird ugly kid, you shot him dead but now he's coming back
f** what was that?
Thought you said he was gone
But now he's f**ing packed
I swear yall got my f**in mind blown, blew it up, stepped on it
But wouldn't have if I known
I'm feeling nauseous, eat the honey bee
Won't admit I tried to hang myself after Murder Me
It's getting cold in the only f**ing hoodie that I got
It's pretty nasty, the sleeves and wrists n' sh** is drenched in snot
That same dirty mother f**er sitting in backseat
The same kid that lives 2 houses down on the back street
Let's go for a walk and count to ten, same drama, same sh**, here we go again
The run and hide game? I'm sick of playing it
I wanna dig my own grave, give up, and lay in it
Depressed as a mother f**ing ostrich
Put my head between my legs and try to diagnostic
Deep inside last year I could some feel pain
But now all I feel is Satan calling out my f**ing name