I'm getting better every night

But now the darkness has no heart

I got this itty bitty knife, cause it reminds me of your smile

An then i went an cut it out, an yeah it bled for quite awhile

(i don't give a fuck if you don't wanna listen to me)

FLY, So fucking high

Might hit the gate, im 'finna die, im 'finna die

I dig a grave, i'm 'finna lye, nothin to lie

Im indepenent like the ice, yeah jesus christ

That's double crossed, i'm fuckin' nice

I sin at night, i mix my pint up with the sprite

An takе a knife, an think about ending my life

Yеah fucking right

Yeah fucking right, i play with dice

Sometimes i'm not okay inside, i take a downer an decide

If it's tonight, like genocide

It seems to me there's better life, an fed up with my head at night

Scribble with the pen untill i'm bleeding out my skin again

Infected by the ink i think its funny how it get's inside

Let me take a little ride, an see if you can handle right

Let me take little ride, an see if you 'gon take my style

Let me take a little ride, an see who 'gon fall

Watch them go an hit the bottom, watch they head split, hit the wall

Hah

Never met a god, but i might have to go evolve

Killed the devil with the knife an then i went an took his job

Now i'm better with the mic an i ain't ever gon' fall

Less im dead an then i might, fuckin' haunt you in the song

Gettin' better every night

But now the darkness has no heart

I got this itty bitty

Burner to my head like i was heard of in the streets

I gotta Burner to my head like i was heard of by police

I gotta Burner to my head like i was heard of in the streets

Except the gun is in my hand

I told you not to let me reach

Burner to my head like i was heard of in the streets

I gotta Burner to my head like i was heard of by police

I gotta Burner to my head like i was heard of in the streets

Except the gun is in my hand

I told you not to let me reach