[Verse 1: Yung Christ]

Blood stained fabric, cotton up in an addict

Life so tragic, seem like death is attractive

You step up into the minds of the crime-infested youth

Ain't no jobs, ain't no stop to this police abuse

So we kill, drill, OD poppin' pills

Fantasize a steal when you went home without a meal

Welcome to the grave, no debate

*59, 666, the Grey

No escape from my fate, bitch, I'm ready to die today

[Verse 2: Prince Mononoke The Frozen Shogun]

Fuck the police and judges

Fuck the priest and Gods judgin'

Fuck the state and the public

I wanna see tall skyscrapers crumbling

We all meet the shovel, don't have to act humble

Distance myself from the huddle—nothing but trouble

Find me a nice quiet place in the jungle

Keep it lowkey, keep it subtle

Only a couple allowed in my bubble

Puddle of blood the result of the hustle

Cuddle my drugs by the bundle

My frontal lobe constantly struggle, uh