darkness of the mind

My mind was inclined by weed i breathe out/

all the stems i took out equal up to a ounce/

all the bros want is me to smoke them out/

doubt in my mind the darkness goes south/

i let clouds of smoke roll out my mouth /

truly im stuck feelin like life has to much doubt/

put the knife to a niggas throat watch the blood spill out/

now my mind shows its demented side

it should be locked up in a mental institution

for abusing the likes of weak minds murdering

rhyme after rhyme triple homicide with a murderous

beat dark and fixated on the souls of helpless rappers

that im about to feast upon there weak lyrics and tragic songs

mine as well be given angel wings and sent to God.