Devoid King Mince: No Queen For A Kingdom

I get lit bitch, die in vain, my wrists slit, to keep me sane
I'm lost inside my own terrain, that pit I've dug inside my brain
The shit switched, now I'm to blame
I live with my own self-disdain
I put myself in all this pain, subconsciously to stay awake
I got no soul when I got no chick
Slide 2 black nails up inside your bitch
Make her melt at my hips she get dumped in a ditch
Wit some clips on her tits
Lip gloss in my whip, I got floss on my wrist that ain't costin me shit, what I drops double dipped and it cause me to trip
So I lick take a rip of that bong full of stick
Rollin green take a hit of a blunt that I twist
Flames engulfin the tip, my emotions all shift
Fuck you want from a kid, who inherit this gift?
Boi God didn't give me shit, I'll shout out pops like real quick
I annihilate a fifth of purple chase it wit spliffs
Still I'm lost in a haze, made of fog and decay
I don't walk in the day
I'll fuckin burst into flames
Lurk in shadows keepin sane
I really couldn't feel the pain, cause hØllÖw's body in the 'phane
I'll meet you fuckers at the gates...
Satan chain, hØllÖw gang
Deaths what I want, you can tell from my veins
Catch me bumpin on strange, brain, reppin all Grey
Jammin on some heavy metal, since motherfuckers can't scream
I ain't followin that stream
All you fuckers sound the same, who you trynna entertain?
Creep in columbine and bang, I'll load up choppas as I sing
And suit up walkin through the rain
I'll fucking bowl a couple lanes
Before I roll up in a tank...
Just/I'm smoking blunts, to keep me still, my kingdom's gone I'm lost in Hell, I got no queen to keep my will, so I have nothing left to feel/yuh... x3