Hole In My Soul

[Verse 1: Clay]
I don't believe there's a god that would let this shit happen to me
Cut to the bone die alone in the street
Call your phone let you know everything
It's karma you see?
Drama you see
I've been the martyr and I've been the king
I been broke and I been stacked
Don't know if I'm moving forward or back
But I'll be damned if I stay where I'm at
Riding round buzzing myself on production, getting so tired of this bitches bluffing
Don't tell me something I already know
Bro with the cold soul and I don't owe you nothing
The 40. been calling no dough in my wallet
I've just been stalling but soon I'll be falling
Don't give a damn no I won't take a stance
I deserve nothing I don't.. (stand a chance)

[Verse 2: Crøw]
I was created to be cremated never be able to say that I made it
The only happiness I feel is sedation
Fuck the population I'll fade to grey and forget
All of your faces, I am that no one that's going nowhere
Constantly saying that life isn't fair
Sinking and sinking into my depression my only solution is this Smith and Wesson
I will never find love I will never find peace
Lucifer's fucking me won't let me go to sleep trying to take over me and I (Don't stand a chance)

[Verse 3: Clay]
Cause I'm that motherfucker with a hole in my soul, sell me that fake happiness on the low I been through it before
But I'm still hanging, Vicodin swangin, I'm losing my hope
End of my rope, dangling to strangle this world is so cold
Hand on the handle to drown out my woes
Taking that gamble they laid out my cards and I just want to fold
Back on my dumb shit, till I run shit, stay out my face if you see me in Public just want to go home
Girl I swear if you don't leave me alone I'm just trying to zone
Aye I'm a dead man talking
Don't fit the market, now I'm right back where I started
Fuck the world and its demands, out of my hands, no I just don't (Stand A Chance')