im srtess as a muthaphucka i pull out hairs
i scream in da darkness were no one cares
i have slahes on my arms, after several attempts
cos' suicide is were my fustration ends

A deep look into a bullet when i pull da leva
i got knotz in my brain dat no one can seva
Bleeding from da dome but i can still breath
bullets in my head and im not deceased
im shooting myself with a phucken mac
but my target in witch im aiming is far from exact

1 last bullet 1 last thought
da fight with myself has been faught
1 more blast no more Popz
cos' all dis fustration has come 2 a stop