In my mind I'm goin very psycotic,

My eyes are turing black like I'm going demonic,

I'm not the same i changed since i was little,

I use to be a good child but all tht crumbled,

Now I'm joking on people for no apparent reason,

They take it to the heart the next day they bleedin',

But I dont show no feelins,

Because I'm trying to keep my thug image,

But in reality deep inside I'm tearin',

I'm tearin' inside because I don't like how I'm livin',

I don't think I deserve to be in this present world,

All I'm being is negative,

I need a reality check,

Look at me now i got triple six on my neck,

I might as well be satans next aprentice,

Because everynight thats all I'll be dreamin',

I'm down in hell with his army scheme'n,

On whos going to be the next victim,

I’m writing this to show you how I’m feelin’.