There's no one left in this world that can know me
Can’t relate to these fucking humans Beings
I’m lost in a different time zone, lost on a different plane
Bitch i’m out of your lane
We’re not the same
This place is driving me fucking insane
Life and death without any form of meaning
What the fuck do you want me to say?
Searching for a meaning got me feeling
Meaningless
Fuck all this stress
Time to meet death
Love is fucking grim and bitch i’m done wasting my time
I still got these fucking words I gotta speak before i’m 6 feet deep
Making my own beats don’t need your heat
Got no money no hoes just foes
I’m here for me, keeping shit lowkey
Self Made me , self made hell
Writting tales casting spells
Motherfucker my life ain't no farytale
Life’s a bitch i Slit her throat
Buried her body in the woods police still confused about it
Time to meet death
Hell was written by Nick tremblay.
Hell was produced by Numb$kull.