[Verse 1]

Downing black Russians with fat Russians

Raw sex after RAW joints

This is the poor man lifestyle

And you can't force me to join, pass a checkpoint

Black air forces, my therapist called me a murderer

Close, i stole the shoes and the money

To pay that dumb fucking borderer

You can't force me to do shit, i won't comply

I won't just roll over and allow myself to die

To something that isn't my own hands

Matter of fact, i killed a member of the klan, his maid

I stole his money too, cuz he had been getting paid

By the local police department

I'm sick to my stomach, dying in an empty apartment

I've been afraid, i'm not the favorite son

Creep into your house with a sub-machine gun

Death spectacular like flight 1-1

And thats the end of verse 1, fuck

[Chorus]

Opening my wrists for the world to see

I've been tripping like i'm on LSD

Lately I've been very violent

That's just what happens when i stay silent

For too long, i'm childish and anemic

Sadistic and neurotic, i'm helpless, it's chaotic

I'm childish and anemic

Sadistic and neurotic, i'm helpless, it's chaotic

[Verse 2]

Every time i did it, it was because of him

This isn't a diss, it's not like i can quit

Honestly this is kind of my fault

Fucked myself over, did a somersault

Straight into freezing oceans

Lately i've learned how to describe my emotions

I don't think thats a good thing, fuck

Dystopian and nihilistic

They might look at me and see some mystic

That's why you don't assume shit, ladies and gents

Because do that sound like me? do that look like me?

I've been afraid, i'm not the favorite son

Creep into your house with a sub-machine gun

Death spectacular like flight 1-1

I'm starving while he has a fucking net ton

So what if i just peer inside your skin

And you peer at yourself in the mirror

You would finally realize that

YOUR NOT THE REAL YOU