TROUBLEDCHILDREN

[Verse]
Splitting open heads, leaving brains like soup
You talking' hot shit, but you don't know how to shoot
I'll teach ya real quick, we be shooting' outta the coupes
While we token' up dat gas, near the bodies we gon' loot

I'm a troubled child since the day I've been born
Raised with mental illness caused the rotting in my core
The only friends I've had were in the writings of my lyrics
So when people try to comfort me, I let 'em fucking hear it

Shivering in the darkness of your silence, aye
Your screams turns to cries from my violence, yeah
That's what old me says, cause he only seeing red
Scarlet is a demon lord, the demon of the dead

The fabricated happiness, the mask upon my soul
Is the way that I be living now, I'm everything but whole
My future's looking bleak now it's festering in my agony
There's no where else to go now, I'm destined for some tragedy