If I didnt fear death I would have took myself a long time ago

fears and falure seem to come and hit me harder than a rhino

couldnt even find support if I went looking for a bandeau

only the moscoto helped me, I turned into a whino

the pain run deep, it spinal

years of hope and denial

liquor and weed became more and more vital

im my on rival

ive became suicidal

and im not saying imma kill myseflf