Think the Worst

Homicide Murder Homicidal thoughts I won't hurt her Even though I think the worst It's brick and mortar Panic, manic, post dramatic disorder I'm getting this out of order See I need to think again It always feel like the end Did god send me? Or am I transcending? Am I descending? To the pits of H-E Double hockey sticks I'll climb up in my rocket ship I said "I'm popping bitch" Even satan can not stop this shit That's why he got me bitch Suicide Do it Suicidal thoughts I won't lose it Even though I think the worst I think this proves it See, my time is getting shorter, and shorter Imagining all the horrors Man I needed to vent It always feel like the end But I could make it if I wanted to take it Ideation for life And all the ways it gets taken (uh) Said I could make it if I wanted to take it They talking 'bout me again I wish they could be dead