belt freestyle

Inside my room and i’m sitting alone, i just wanna give up and throw away my phone

Inside my room and i’m sitting alone, i just wanna give up and throw away my phone
Put a gun to my dome and i let it explode
I don’t feel like i’m home, i don’t feel like i’m home
So i’m taking this xan, and it seep though my bones
As i lay on the floor
Hennessy; let it pour
Not a girl i adore since my last was a whore
I can’t trust anymore, i can’t trust anymore
You be breaking my heart every time that we call
Put my palms in my eyes and i begin to bawl
Put the chrome to my skull and get red on the wall
Let my peers hear the bang and listen to me fall
As i sit in my room i just think to myself:
“can i do this my own or should i seek some help?”
Then i glance at the shelf and i reach for the belt
“hoe i got this myself, think i got this myself”
So i take it outside and i bring me a stool
Wrap the belt ‘round my neck, then i jump, feel it pull
Now my parents are scared, hear the choke from their room
Only thing on my corpse was your favorite perfume