Knock knock magedon bitch

See you in at the morgue, shit

Going in the streets through the night

Rolling up a blunt sheet

I don’t want no bullshit

Black blood leaking through my eyes

Racing thoughts, fun shit

I don’t want no bullshit

Undoubtedly this finna be the night

Turn off the light switch

Being in the high shit

Stay awake until i die

Oh no what’s the function?

What are you really looking for?

I want to see the devil in a thong

I want to see how he laughs off

How he makes fun of us

We stupid miserable bag of bones

I want him to preach to us

Not lie to us

As the fucking church does

Pardon my irony

We’ll suffer in agony

For having given our lives to a "God"

Pardon my misery

(Misery)

We live in a mistery