DEFENDER'S RAP

• i hope you read the title, because yes i am suicidal,
• just yesterday, i grabbed a bar stool, rope, but i forgot my hope,
• so i took my rope and tied myself a noose, i made sure it wasnt very loose,
• locked my door,but suddenly i hit the floor, like a wild bore, with a shot to the head,
• i woke up in a chair, but i didnt care, because i knew exactly where i was,
• i was in the mental institution, where theres girls who were once in prostitution,
• starting to feel hallucinations, so i made some observations,
• and soon realized there was no way of communication,
• i never once hesitated,because i always appreciated, my life when i skate,
• but now im feeling faded, im becoming outdated,
• i haven't mated in two months, i usually just looked at my guns,
• and aimed them at my lungs,
• but i remembered theres two tons, of tar in my lungs,
• well anyways, as i sat in the room of no communication,
• i thought of how to have a successful, assassination,
• because ill need to kill whoever put me here,
• with all of this fear, now im no where near okay,
• im even more insane, now that i dont have cocaine, nor do i have Novocaine,
• im no longer able to maintain, wheres the needle put it in my god damn vein,
• you know what, fuck it, im going to smash my head against the wall,
• until the floor turns read, yea thats what i said,
• now my body is lifeless, and im DEAD