Eyes like the moon, got a body like a tomb
If she die then I die too, bitch, Ill see you soon
Ice cold in my room, got frost on my sheets
Call me Mr. Ten Below, last thing I need is heat
If you catch me all alone, better speak up when you see me
I dont like to hold grudges, but I like to hold a beat
Its the corner store creep, black jeans, white tee
Bitch, I feel like Johnny Depp when Im steppin on the scene
Im the young white hope, bitch, Im going, going ghost
You can try til you die but youll never be Bones
I been dopin all day, flickin ash all night
Wrinkled clothes on my body, I been dirty all my life
I dont even need a knife to cut you out of the picture
I drown in liquor, fuck a Swisher, Backwoods what Im twistin
Im like the remix to Ignition, bitch, Im better than all of you bitches
Top off the whip, Im flickin the switch, then I go back into the abyss
Back to the grave, life is a game
Death aint a option, it win every day
Fuck gettin paid, fuck gettin laid
Id rather be alone, Im smokin my haze
Back to the grave, life is a game
Death aint a option, it win every day
Fuck it, it pay, fuck it, it lay
Id rather be alone, Im smokin my haze
Walking all alone on every road I grew up on
Guess a lot of things have changed since Ive been gone
Guess a lot of things have changed since Ive been gone