[Verse 1]

Slice across my wrists

Self punishment it seems

Never go up the stream

Screw infinite dreams

I'm Jay Deen's antonym

Barely hot I'm on preheat, a weenie

My body is a cage

This music's key tends to free me

I lust silence

Violet dots on my iris when i open my eye lids

To see violence

Be seen and be quiet

I can barely function with no hunchin'

Hate my guts for nothing, its disgusting

Sucking up to rubbish

Out of luck when there's discussions

Of disowning like my mother contemplated

Get your southerns conjugated

I'll fillet you with that stainless

Then I'll slay you like some venison

Slit your throat and let it spray

Like Axe on adolescent men

Erase, who's irate

My mind state likes live steak, my classmates are cornflakes

I'm half baked, with pure hate

Stay replacing fresh slates

Facing fates like templates

Yesterday's like the next day

Ill flank to you 'til your neck breaks

What they say, what they say

Stains

Leaving stains in my hellbent brain

Plain 'ol insecurities rule me until I'm self slain

I don't digest pain

Its fangs drain all that is left

Sane leaves me like a mess

Rest is death, death is best

Then I break down like a compound

On some steps, sweater vest

Better yet, "cryer vest"

Don't invest in me

Especially if you have pestered me

Tested me

Threatened me

While collect pet peeves

My property's what I possess

In my chest, but its a mockery

Screw your sovereignty

Screw your sovereignty

Surrounded by these clocks and teens

The soccer team gets glocked and creamed

When I count sheep they're sloppily topped

It's Lewinsky themed

But when I'm treated like a chicken

I don't make a peep with all this shyness

Face my fate, ill surely taste defeat

I have no guidance

I'll go spineless, blind with rage

But...

My body is a cage!

I lust silence

Violet dots all on my iris

Sirens go off of violence

And my stomach

It fills with vomach

I can barely function with no hunchin'

Slicing across my wrist

You watched it run

We saw the blood

We saw it coming

[Hook]

This is what its come to

I got nowhere to run to

My sentence is impromptu

And this is what its come to

I take hell on Earth for you

Let you do the things you do

In self lies, i find the truth

Think its time you get a clue

Of all the crap you put me through

This is what its come to

I got nowhere to run

My sentence is impromptu

And this is what its come to

I take hell on Earth for you

Let you do the things you do

In self lies, i find the truth

Think its time you get a clue

Of all the crap you put me through

Put this in my eulogy (could you put this in my eulogy)

[Verse 2]

It's kind of romantic

How life flirts with tragic

Its lovely, static, or savage

However crafted I'll have it

Even dramatics

As long as it's in my hands, my plans, ventriloquist with my bucket list

Flip the script for no man

The problem is you

These children need some self reflection

I belong in a zoo

Next to God and homo erectus

Serpents all on my garden

And if i need to protect it

I will

But that all that extra shizz don't better my health

Heighten my wealth, or make me feel wonders under my belt

I live to save these lonely kids from feeling how I have felt

No jay deen

But screw everyone

In the end just myself

I can't throw hate when my estate

Is a glass shell if you can't tell

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Bitch. Tell