Don’t Look Down Pt II

[Verse]
Seven days left till my death
Burning up all that is left
Cough up a lung, got that smoke in my chest
Overcome by my demons, do I look blessed?
Got a hole in my chest that I never express, that I never addressed, now I topple from stress
All of them days serving pills to the kids coming back to bite me
I gotta get a grip
Getting rid of the pest, bitch you ain't no guest
Got a nest of snakes living under my bed
Every fucking day hearing voices in my head saying "shoot em all up, leave a body laying dead"
Black as the night
Catch a body, fuck a fight
Show no mercy, you denied that you lied
Look me in my eye
Asking yourself "are you ready to die?"
Better say goodbye
I creep through night, I don't care if I die
Nowhere to run and there's nowhere to hide
Fuck you mean God, I'm the one who killed Christ
When my body fucking gone, I'll be a poltergeist
I fucking hate you all
Seeing faces in my walls, and it ain't my fault that I can't sleep at night
People waiting for my fall
Say you all love me, I ain't get a fucking call, and I don't recall a check up how I'm doing
Everyday I'm losing friends, but they proving that I'm right on how they moving
When I make it big, I don't want a reunion
I don't feel shit, I don't even feel human
Look in the void, and I'm feeling at home
Bitch I'm popping them pills till my mouth start to foam
Fuck getting help, did this shit on my own
Got a blade in my hand and I'm slicing your throat
Saying I need God, but I'm already damned
I'm trying everyday, doing all that I can
Always alone, bitch you don't understand, don't mean to be edgy, that's just who I am
I'm a dark motherfucker like I'm from Africa
Tripping everyday, got an eighth in my cup
That ain't really much, but I don't give a fuck, cause it still fuck me up
Bitch I ran out of luck, hoe