The Reaper to the Scythe

Abyss in my head till the swisher get lit, partially dead you can't roll wit us bitch, fuck all my homies that left me and switched, crowned the prince of the demons when royalty hits, bro my sleep won't commence until I'm in a pit, bein devoured by maggots and chemically rest, up until then I am meat not of flesh, because fire's a bed and a place for my head, I've chose, to roast, and burn my skin, got scars, that mark, enlightenment, I've rose, to toast, the blood of sin, embark, too dark, the light is dim, do shows, my flow's, ignitin shit, the stars, ain't far, from where I sit, I've grown, to know, the benefits, of growing up so effortless...

I see that shit now...
I see that shit now...
I see that shit now...
Yeah, I see that shit now...

Find a nice bitch and some acid we'll trip, cyanide mixed in wit wine that I sip, carvin my wrist and I stare at the drips, drop my fists into the water while I bleed out and sit, fuckin hope I never wake up I been sick of this shit, I'd reserve a spot in Hell but I don't know if I'd fit, fuck boi I'm a zombie you got flesh and no clips, fuckin pull up try to stop me bitch go swallow my kids...

A life, of vice, confined in words, alright, I'll die, while smilin sir, abide, by lies, and life gets worse, comply, wit pride, inside a hearse, aside, from rhymes, I've got a curse, my time, is nye, can I emerge? Provide, a sign, with every verse, my mind, is fried, and I am hurt, I find, a line, and snort it first, aligned, my grind, my sinus hurts, arise, and cry, then lie in dirt, revive, and drive, say bye to Earth, revise, and try, to come to terms, I'm blind, and kind of out to purge, unwind, and ride, into my turf, see sights, on slides, wit silencers, yuh...