Letras
Wubz, you killed this shit
I might get stabbed in the back, hey
When I die, I will come back, hey
Ask me why I dress in black, hey
It just represents my soul
In the coldness of this world
Die in a spin or a twirl
Die because of a rumor
Drama is fucking absurd
Flipping a bird
I just forgive and forget, ha
Cuss out a bitch like I got some tourettes
Sneak outside and I light a cigarette
Sheesh, I am so stressed out
I might cut my fucking neck now
People wanna obsess now
All because I got some damn clou-
It is such a cruel world
I wanna paint a picture and destroy it
To show my accomplishments whirled
I stand inside a closet
I just scream at a mic
That's not what I call talent
I get so damn detached from reality
I do not notice my own absence
Sometimes I run out into the middle
Of the street full of ongoing traffic
Looking to see who will stop, who will drive
Just to show that this type of shit happens
Willing to martyr myself for no reason
'Cause I wanna go out for something
'Cause I'ma be damned if I'm committing murder
And then I just go out for nothing
For nothing