Me I'm the cooler of chiller
I smoke them all, they saying smoking is the killer
Prepared to end it all, It's gona be a thriller
No cares for the players of player
Everyday I wake up with my prayer
Dressing fly all the time, the attire slayer
Remained seated as my life heading to an end
Time well wasted, money well spend
Watching me throw my money feels good, why pretend
Inside I'm numb, failing to comprehend
I threw my potential away, ain't worth the defend
Writing sad, horror, and my love to send
Nothing ever comes off it, my words are my only friend
Moving without a direction like my soul got abduct
Someone has to walk in now and start to instruct
Even my verse and rhyme are now poorly construct
You die and came to terms with your life sucked
I'm no different from you right before I self destruct
Time for me to self destruct.