Broken Krystal Ball


You can't sleep in my bed
I won't be needing it, you take my breath
It's the end of my days
I'll take the knife to the end of your chest
Will you bring flowers to my grave?
You can lay them on the side, there
Let the bugs gather where I bleed

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DIEMONDS


What I hate most in this life is a long night
Four walls and no calls, and no lights
But the moonlight creepin' through the blinds
Ceiling fan on high spinnin'
I'm beginning to believe that tonight is the night
Dead by dawn
I'll shred my palms to the end of my arm
I'm spread and gone, embalmed
Put me in the dirt where I belong
Existence is overrated anyway
Fifty years later, they won't remember you're dead
Six billion people living as civilians, and I hated them all
I should have been a vermillion reptilian living in a swamp
(At least I'd have scales to protect me from the pain)

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A Girl Named Drool and a Pack of Kools


I asked your bitch if I could bum a cig
She said she got a Kool, I said, "that's cool"
I don't give a shit what kind of cigarette that you prefer to smoke
I needed a reason to talk to you

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King Tulip


Yeah, I was the wave, but now I feel the tide pullin' back
Ocean flat, often I lay in this coffin, sleep on my back, toss a couple of 'em back
My liver really startin' to slack, and I can feel myself decayin' from the cigarette packs
I haven't thought of $UICIDE since I was livin' in the back of Blackout's pad, my heart torn in half
Now I've got everything I ever wanted, but now I don't want it
It feels like I'm haunted, it feels like I'm cursed, hopefully soon I'll return to the dirt
A material world with a virtual nerve, yeah, I'll see what it's worth, throw me out on the curb
Leave me behind, walk a straight line to hell, as y'all swerve away, lost in the choice not to sell
Roll me up a blunt, ayy, I need to get lost, ayy
All y'all talkin' 'bout sauce, I'm wipin' frozen cuts with frost
I'm slicin' open guts, and tossin' frauds off to the side, half of $uicide
A couple million, now we're ready to fucking die

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My Flaws Burn Through My Skin Like Demonic Flames from Hell


Slumped back in the driver's seat
Blunt between my lips, I'm ridin' with a bitch that's high as me
She duckin' out, she tryna sleep
I'm duckin' out, I'm tryna see the road
But all I can see are four horsemen comin' closer to me
I think I'm about to die, we'll see
Swervin' on them motherfuckers, bitch, it ain't my time
Let the world blow up first, then I might just close my eyes
It's all I really wanted my whole life
The universe won't notice, bitch, you just another life
The sun'll rise, the stars have already died

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Kill Yourself (Part IV)


Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me
Some slick hoes might catch me froze, but soon they will desert me
Get rich, blow that smoke in O's, don't ever act so thirsty
Sick diss though, fuck all this, slowly die before I'm 30

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Antarctica


I am the Lord of Loneliness
I'll hold my breath, just spoke with Death
He said he hopes for the best
Told him I'm ropin' my neck
Then I woke up chokin' from the hole in my chest
Somehow I manage to function and hope
Every day got a lump in my throat
That's them pills swallowed whole
Smoke a blunt and then fuck all these hoes
End up humpin' they throat
Get the fuck away from me, I hate all of you, faithfully
This world was never made for me
Thankfully, I'm trained to see past all the lies, the ranks, the scenes
I'll shank my knees, then walk the plank and freeze

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One Girl, Six Blades, One Night of Sin


Bitch, I'm dyin' every fucking night
And I hope the noose hangs tight
Lucifer please hide the light, I'm blinded
All the flames ignite my soul, and my life's on the line
Ruby burn in hell
$carecrow fallin' down the open well

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CLYDE


Throw me in the trash call for a pick up
Death over bitches all because of Krystal
Blood spilling in my motherfucking pimp cup
Used to love the bitch, now she sucking other dicks
So I cut my fucking wrists
Feel like a puddle of piss
$uicide, death of me who gives a fuck
No one

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Meet Mr. NICEGUY


Shawty, I don't mind, but you're always on my mind
Think about you all the time, think about you all the time
Where the fuck was I when this relationship dried?
I was probably high to realize you left my side
I will finally give out and die, finally give out and die
I would love it if you bring me flowers, if you come by
If you come around


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Lucky Me


Ruby stay at home on a Friday night
Hoes blow up my phone, tell 'em that I'm quite alright
I might forget that my pimp game is weak sometimes
And if you slip you fall in love—now she's gone
Now I gotta ball, flex on Adderall
Sex on Tramadol, I guess I'll try 'em all
As I recollect, the records I collect
Most of the artists wished for an early death
I will give it my all, yes, I will give it my best
Anything to replace all the static in my chest
But I know she won't be home, I feel so fucking broke
I'm lethal, I bleed foam, and seep smoke


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Newport Reds


Oddy keep on poppin' all these pills
I got a problem, I can't stop it
All these toxins in my blood, I am the flood
I am the butterfly splattered upon the windshield of a car going a hundred miles an hour
Bitch, I'm sour from all these emotions, leave me floating
Ain't no coward, 'bout to blow my head open
Watch my blood shower the pavement
Waiting for these drugs to save me, but they made me
So I thank thee for what I've become
A dumb motherfucker on the run