Evil Things

Hello bitch
I think I m dying
Just become fucked
I m better crying

What kind of mess am in
What kind of sheet I’ve been
I can’t let you in

U can put me on heroin
U cold never see me win

Live my life on back ground
Never make it back I don’t need that wow
Pop another pill I can’t make it back
Smoke another blunt I can’t make it back

Cut your angel wings
Fuck your sanity
U can’t change a thing
U can’t ever be

Steel chains
Iron blood
Awful life
Now We are fucked up

No trax no o’s
Ride on backseat
Smoke da trax
With da motherfucking Casey

Xan xan xan anxiety
Take take take take another pill
Six smoking cigarettes
E molly ecstasy

Time is only enemy
Time my enemy
Bullet fly
We may fight
Traumatised
Snif all line
We can’t try
To die

Hard drugs
Do shot
Two shots
Puwsh drugs

Hola up
Bitch fuck
So high
Fuked up

Cigarette on bitch brain
Fuck my mind twice
Finna make my mood break
Bitch’s same fuck my gang

Drugs fill my mood fill my brain
Backwards step slap
Bitch u r so dead dead
Drop dope pack
Drug rack rack