While all of your bitches are laying in the deep

The pit of depression where they don't use their feet

I use my brain to feel all of these beats

Touching the sound wave now I feel the heat

Now im just stuck in my motherfucking brain

Hopped of the roof, cause they think im insane

I guess i just answered the question in lane

Queuing these thoughs and it's piling up pain

No I got no friends, I'm just a stranger

But till they become, they will feel in danger

Satan thе dawg, potsu the rager

Stopping my heart, got shot by a rangеr

Suicide indecisive, yeah that's my problem

Anger on my mind all the time just drop em

Potsu still hoping there's love for harlem

Time on my hands, but I'm still smoking flocka