This is a song about "Death suicide murder killing guns rap"

To make jokes sound fun, im not one to rap about guns, but if i had one,

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

This rap shit til the death of libertines

And she throws up whatever she eats

Can't go to her family, they won't let her stayno money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job

So police say it was suicide, suspiciously walks by the murder scene with his hooded coat

Killing this rap game, i'm great like mike.

But who gives a fuck you here tonight

Ha! you know what they like

Thinkin bout suicide

He commit suicide

At your best you might

I am gonna learn a smell that is called suicide death

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears