Purgatory Mountain

God dammit Short temper can't stand it I don't wanna be the one to do the damage Never put ya hands on me I might snap it Act like I dont hear shit that's my tactic If you hear that noise that's me in ya attic Sleeping in yo bed that's where you get attacked in Flipping, whipping put ya in a mattress I just made you a home made casket No thank you bitch you way to ratchet Just saw your death on the news that's tragic Should have desloved your body in the bathtub Atlest I know what to do for the next one Depressed vigilante put my symbol in the sky I'll be there soon so just sit tight I choose the dark nigga f*ck all light Cuz using my knife At night Feels right