it's now 4:31 but I just can't seem to get my ass-to-the-bed...
with all the cats-that-have-bled...
the only thing I can think about's a gat-to-my-head...
please no don't die is the last-thing-I-said...
no longer am I packin-some-lead and stashin'-my bread...
I can't open my eyez my time'z no longer elapsing...I'm dead...

shit-is-absurd when ya vision-is-blurred my spit-has-been-cursed
a bottomless pit-has-emerged ...
as my "skin dissentigratez" till it starts to "get-on-my-nervez"...

I ain't a murderer... but please don't tempt-me-to-try...
it's in-me-to-die...without remembering-why...
if my life'z filled with pain then why do I feel empty inside...

dismembering-thoughts the trinity'z-sought...
I can't seem to buy shit but a disfiguring-corpse...
with all the treasurez my memories-bought...
remembering-not to do what my ancesstoral entitiez-taught...
like a disease this shit-will-be-caught...
I'm figuring that by the time you hear this as you listen-I-rot...

I swore my greatest protection would be weaponz-of-flesh...
strapped a vest-on-my-chest I thought I was the best-of-the-best
but I figured wrong instead-I'm-depressed...
cause the only way I could learn my greatest life lesson-was death...