Sangry-a

Yo!

This beat is like my penis average length with little style
I'll take this piece of shit and stack it in my little pile
I should be better by now I've been making beats a while
The older that i get the more I'm feeling like a child

My brain's regressing no question came on all of a sudden
Soon I'll be nothing aging backwards like Benjamin button
Making it big at 36 now wouldn't that be something
If money's coming hurry up my head is in the oven

Starting to feel that I've got nothing left
I think it's time to kill myself

Let's have an honest conversation on the fragile topic
If life goes sour my mental powers are not enough to stop it
Shrug it off a thought that's so obtuse it's almost caustic
Check if your empathy is missing cause i think you lost it

Getting weaker in body weaker in mind all the time
But the strength of my feelings is at an all time high
You could cut me with a look in your eye
I'll die several times before you realize that was a sharp line

Starting to feel that I've got nothing left
I think it's time to kill myself
Too many fears and my life is such a mess
I think it's time to kill myself

Every move made is the wrong damn one
Don't think just act seems to work for some
But I'm hung on drunk chocking out the fun
My poor life can't breath no air to the lungs

I think a long time ago my last song was sung
I thank god for the day daddy gave me a gun
So if i get too tired to run
I can still ride off in the sun

Starting to feel that I've got nothing left
I think it's time to kill myself
Too many fears and my life is such a mess
I think it's time to kill myself