Deju vu been here before lady death I adore
rotten to the core, gotta help myself outta this place before it's too late
cause at camp crystal baked we do not hesitate
cut you down fuck you up born out of luck
we force ourselves to stay alive
our psyche lives in the night
your chest becomes tight in the time of absent light
It's too late your time has run out
is there life after death
your turn to find out
find out
Cause sometimes I get a little baked to calm the violent mindset
the body I carve you'll never find it
sit down shut your mouth send your body down south
die
It’s not the cough that’ll Carry me off
It is the coffin thatll carry me off in so I’ll just keep puffin
Got the back woods in the
back of the back pack in the back of the lac
No gat no more
nah good behaviour bond
Gotta be a little bit cleaner stick to bongs
Gotta be a little less hate can’t we get along
Fuck this I’m done now