St. Bernard - $uicideboy$

It’s that $carecrow $hawty creeping underneath your bed

Narcotics in my body, all I see is blood red

That skitzo serial killer

That hand gun under your pillow

Miserable drug dealer

Or that Codeine laced 'rilla

Triple 6 degrees

Hangin' from a tree

Smoking gasoline

It’s that $uicidal king

I done fucked that bitch you with

I done sliced both of my wrist

Emptying out the clip

Riding with the crosses flipped

Demons smoke my weed and start to cough and shit

Diamonds on my claws no I ain’t pausing shit

Black shade need a black flame

Back from the black plague

Ash tray made out of black suede

Get the fuck back

Back away

Slash and dash then its back to the cave

Ashin' cash then I pack up the grave

Black lipstick left a smack on the face

Rags to riches give a fuck about the fame