My Flaws Burn Through My Skin Like Demonic Flames from Hell (Prod. by Budd

[Sample: Tommy Wright]

Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split
Die [bad word] die [bad word] die [bad word] die
Got a big clip wid a Jason mask

[Verse 1: Yung Mutt]

Sunk back in the driver's seat
Blunt between my lips
I'm riding with a [bad word] that's high as me
She ducking out
She trying to sleep
I'm ducking out
I'm trying to see the road, but all I can see are 4 [bad word] closer to me
I think I'm about to die
We'll see
Swerving on them [bad word]  [bad word] 
It ain't my time
Let the world blow up first then I might just close my eyes
It's all I really wanted my whole life
The universe won't notice [bad word] 
You just another life
The sun'll rise
The stars have already died

[Verse 2: Yung Scarecrow]

I see the reaper creeping as my blood is seeping
Sleeping deeper through the night so I can face my demons
My weakness seems to be that I cannot stop breathing
Death keeps cheating on my life, but on my soul it's feeding
(It goes on) leading to the fleeting of an endless dream
Screaming and needing
Yelling and bleeding that things ain't as they seem
In the cut sneaking and tweaking because I can't stop seeking this pain
This torture of horror that I'm always conceding