These months have been eating me recently/
bringing me to my knees n' defeating me easily/
smoke weed to please my head n' let it rest/
then choke on the trees till i'm red in the neck/
bodies dead from a tek, n' left in the lake/
I just need a break from the tension head aches/
sending lead towards fakes to dispose of them/
expose them in the coffin with overdosed venom/
the label we give to deadly ammunition n' weaponry/
got family issues that lettin' me justify endin' seeds/
dressed in disease I wasn't born the way I am/
like the queen of damn or a fiest on a leg of lamb/
