Covered In Thorns

It's really hard to write when I would rather die
Sadistic demons in my head keeping me alive
Let me fucking sleep, I need to say goodbye
Let me fucking be, you god damned parasites
All my shooters got the green light go
Pull up without a strap and we can fight tho
It's really hard to loose when I would rather die
It's really hard to feel when I don’t feel alive

The devil never kept up his end of the deal
And if u did I’m sorry that's not how I feel
Everybody coming at me wrong
So I put it in a song
I can’t waste my breath on y’all
All my opp delusional

Deadly slipping out the devil's grip
If you want my soul, I need money, let me get a grip
Let get a lift. While they get spit
Let me get ripped while they getting pissed

I got a secret I call it the devil inside
I lost it all now this rap shit is my life
Ima get this money any way that I can
No shame. I can’t afford to care what you think
Not when I used to starve in the streets. Not when nobody gave a fuck about me

Covered in thorns like a beast
Demonic priest
I am the devil bitch get on your knees
I'm an exclusive bro, you just a lease
No disrespect but I’m tryna leave

I'm tryna stay on my grind
I can be sad all the time
I think my whole life is a lie
God gonna shoot me on sight