I KILLED MYSELF TO BECOME GOD

Warm weather for December on this night I feel so alive in this bitch I'm so high We popping bottle after bottle every night Eyes wide from the Molly and the white that she supply Yeah I swear to god Hot bitches do blow and The dealer always hits on the girls that he knows Now I'm moving in silent making mother fucking paper But I had to ask myself what was I living for You know I really wanna quit this fucking game that we live in It's shit we perceiving If we do not like it then we just delete it A nation of lies yet you do not believe it I don't f*ck with the fake or the sheep or the lames I just f*ck with my self said f*ck society I never fit in but you know I'm proud of me Alleviate all doubt, yeah you entity I can't stop This shit's slowly killing me I don't mind I short life that's shits fine by me I can't find Any thing thats worth living Think it's time I change everything about me Warm weather for December on this night I feel so alive in this bitch I'm so high We popping bottle after bottle every night Eyes wide from the Molly and the white that she supply Yeah I swear to god Hot bitches do blow and The dealer always hits on the girls that he knows Now I'm moving in silent making mother fucking paper But I had to ask myself what was I living for