Mental Abuse

killing myself on the mic, i'm suicidal

my newest rival on arrival is getting through survival

at close range i'd choose a rifle to shoot you dudes i'm psycho

crazy in the membrane maybe means im insane

lately things have been changed from which they once were

not saying there any worse or the past i prefer

starring the future eye to eye til it's my time to die

and once it's my time to shine even my eyes are blind

put on some shades if you're afraid of sun rays

not too weak so gun play is only on sundays

save the best for last as the rest go past

i'm prepared to press the gas to impress them fast

it's heavenly how i lay down melodies

but few are even telling me it can also be a felony

i rock like basically all bands from the seventies

the person almost every one rejected like unexpected pregnancies.