Damn... no response... I gotta just destroy myself...
Decapitated from the shoulders...
the blade is back on the shelf..
Im diggin in...and feel around so I can check out my health...
I gotta grip on my heart and its made out of steel...
Melted down carve out slugs and bustin shots at my heels...
I hop around dont get hit so I could work out a deal..
But I krush see Im blind with these rymes I reveal...