Inverted Crosses

Verse 1:
We just wanna live/
Talkin' 'bout justice but they out here killin kids/
Stealin' your bike just to get a fix/
Pull up, blow his brains out all over a bitch/ so many people lost/ thank God I found my niche/ I swear to God I hate you/
I'd do anything to ruin you even if it means becomin' a snitch/
I'm a sinner bitch/ never look to repent/
If you cross any of my friends, I'll fuckin' fedex you to heaven/
Fuck being blessed/ bitch I'm possessed/
Drinking Grey Goose Vodka with a dead body across the table playing table chess/
Go home to my mom freakin' out/ ima mess/ depressed/
Russian roulette/ Devil in my ear he's impressed/
I managed to fuck up with out him/

Chorus:
I just wanna write/ fuck if it rhymes/
I just wanna elope my neck around a knife/
I just wanna see if they got it right in the Passion of the Christ/
Can't figure myself out/ am I wrong or am I right?/
Fuck the light/ thrive at night/ suicidal fright/
Self medicating, high every night/
Inverted crosses all in my sight/

Verse 2:
Fuck school/ I'll never pass/ I'm white trash/ I suck at rap/
I think the Devils winnin' at last/
I'm floatin' off my bed in the shape of an inverted cross/
Perverted thoughts of murder in my mind run across/
Speakin' in tongues on these beats/ can I get an applause?/
Eyes black/ room covered in frost/
Blood trickles down, my sight has been lost/
It's two A'clock in the morning/ on the side walk, it's pouring/
Gun cocked, it's boring/ doors locked, no biggie/ gun shot/
Murder scene, it's tricky/
Asylum down the block and a patient is missing/
More bodies found in an ally adjacent to the building/
He's lose on the street killing/ no remorse, no feeling/

Chorus:
I just wanna write/ fuck if it rhymes/
I just wanna elope my neck around a knife/
I just wanna see if they got it right in the Passion of the Christ/
Can't figure myself out/ am I wrong or am I right?/
Fuck the light/ thrive at night/ suicidal fright/
Self medicating, high every night/
Inverted crosses all in my sight/

Verse 3:
Depression creep/ I pour another drink/
Rollin' weed cause me and life is just chilling on the brink/
Self destruction/ Satan brought the drugs, so I let the trust in/
Dreams of money trees/ ain't much out there for me/
Make it or get locked up homie/ lately I can't go to bed sober/
Hopfully these pills will hold me over/
No control over my emotions/ flowin' over beats/
Fuck a meet and greet/ one day ima be on stage/
Y'all will fuckin' see/
Be the muthafucka all these bitches wanna be/
But for now I'm in the dungeon, steady makin' beats/
Waitin' on the days I'm gettin' cheese/
In my house hybrnationing/ muthafucka please leave/ gone