Kill Yo Self
[Verse 1: GHOSTEMANE]
Don't fuck with a motherfucker
Young and on the coming up
K-R-double E-P, solo
Supa Sortahuman in this ho
With the Ghoste with the most
Psychedelic notorious flow, toe toe
I'm thinking that we not up in the south any more
Ate a whole bunch of shrooms
Now all I see is purple and yellow
See my [?] unfold
But the motherfuckers just don't know
I spend a whole lot of more time in the sky
Than I do on earth in front of you
Most of you motherfuckers don't have to do a thing
Except kill your voice, but you do you
So I'm keeping my distance and growing and growing
Till I transcend into the plane
Don't you even think about following me
Cause it ain't a place for a silly young lame
All I ever really do is put an endless supply of work
Into my grind
Y'all silly motherfuckers wanna come along
And take it all away from me
You outta your mind
I don't respond to hate because I know deep down
You hate your life
Keep on projecting that shit on me
I'ma put a switch blade right through your eyes
Motherfuckers thinking that they really know
What it be like to struggle, broke as shit
Talk about you gonna go hit a lick
But all you do is sit around and bitch
Fucking up everyone's vibe
With all your negativity and shit
It's the Schema-the-posse, the clique
And if you ain't feeling it
Get up on a crucifix
[Hook x2: Supa Sortahuman]
All that hate that you feel's cause you
You hate yourself
Trying to talk down on me
So you don't kill yourself
All that negativity is truly there for your health
All that hate that you feel's cause you
You hate yourself

[Verse 2: Supa Sortahuman]
Inherit vice and in imperfect life
I see through the lies
Cut it out, no knife
I'm just living my life
You ain't doing it right
Today's gone be my day
Tonight's gone be my night
I stay positive
I ain't got no time to fight
No time for that petty shit
Keep it out of my sight
I'm scheduled for a flight
As the engines ignite
Two joints back to back
Man pass me a light
Coors Light in my motherfucking hand
I done rolled up a couple of them grams
Sortahuman and Schema God
I'm fucking playing
But to them it's so hard to understand
I stay posted with my clique
If you oppose then suck a dick
Stay away from sucker shit
I know the real don't fuck with this
Hand me a bit
Let me get it lit
Make a hit while I take a hit
All songs don't need a skit
[Hook x4: Supa Sortahuman]
All that hate that you feel's cause you
You hate yourself
Trying to talk down on me
So you don't kill yourself
All that negativity is truly there for your health
All that hate that you feel's cause you
You hate yourself