Obsidian

Chillin' with my girl, we got the all black fits, huh
You don't know me but I bet ya wish ya did, huh
Got my throat slit by a witch for my lip, huh
Tatted on my wrist, now I ain't worth shit, huh
If I died tomorrow, would ya post up all our pics? Mmm
Talk 'bout how you miss me but you never really did, mmm
If you gave a fuck, you'd check up on me, watch my six, mmm
Angry in the spirit, fifth dimension do the splits

Gripping on my throat as I drip, drip, drip
'Til I drop
In a mothafuckin' grave
Layin' in a hole up in the earth
Be the way to the fame
Playin' with the veins, I wonder which I wanna take into the next lane 
Contemplatin' gripping on my blade
Blood on my face, I'm tryna stay sane
Fuck out the way, I'm tryna maintain
I gotta face the fate the way that I stay 'cause I'm takin' my mind astray I'm insane
All these rappers talk about the Xanax, mmm
I be stackin' books up in my backpack, mmm
Say you wanna feature, where's the bag at? Hmm
Pussy mothafucka, where the cash at? Mmm
I am not built for the system, I'd rather not listen
I'd rather be given the wisdom
Of one thousand wizards a blizzard of visions of which 
I am pickin' the spells I can kill with

Chillin' with my girl, we got the all black fits, huh
You don't know me but I bet ya wish ya did, huh
Got my throat slit by a witch for my lip, huh
Tatted on my wrist, now I ain't worth shit, huh
If I died tomorrow, would ya post up all our pics? Mmm
Talk 'bout how you miss me but you never really did, mmm
If you gave a fuck, you'd check up on me, watch my six, mmm
Angry in the spirit, fifth dimension do the splits