Hi-Point

(Like I said before... my life's really bad. I hate it, it sucks.)

80 bucks and I'm strapped up now
Laser sight in the dark pointin' you out
9 millimeter yeah that's the title
Give a fuck if I'm suicidal
I won't be here in a while

Kickin' ass yeah
With my Hi-Point
Huffin' spraypaint
With my Hi-Point

In my waistband
Is my Hi-Point
I got nine rounds
To prove my point

My life is nothing but problems
And I got some something to solve 'em
Don't give me no fucking revolver
Hi-point is my problem solver
It was only 80 dollars

Do a kickflip
With my Hi-Point
Cough syrup
And my Hi-Point

In my waistband
Is my Hi-Point
I got nine rounds
To prove my point
Girl don't touch my Hi-Point

My body was made for the tomb
Ever since I was in the womb
Gun violence, that's what I crave
I'm on a skateboard straight to the grave
Cuz all I do is misbehave

Do a drive-by
With my Hi-Point
No survivors
With my Hi-Point

To my forehead
Is my Hi-Point
I got one round
To prove my point