This is a song about "Dead on the inside"

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

My mother dead fell over and slammed on the floor.

And the only ending will be me dead on the fucking street

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Silent on the surface but inside they screaming for help

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

You still dont want to test me, average white kid, on the inside

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

On the inside i'm shaking, epileptic brain and my hearts racing.

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

Inside the tent on the beach after swimming out chord, keys

But i don't feel alive, so i step to thrive it's hard, i feel dead inside

Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right