the wall

so brad, tell me what's going on in your world?, its fucked up, i'm looking at myself in the mirror, i'm seein' something scary, its slowly coming clearer, i had a funny feeling that today will be the day, that someone tries to blow my motherfucking ass away, but hey, i'm running out of time to be blunt, i never had the nuts to make the motherfucking final cut, i've been depressed for no fucking reason, but every problem's got a reason; i'm kinda havin' trouble breathin', somebody help me, hear my plead, my battle cry, my psychic told my that its gonna be hard for brad to die, she told a lie, i think i oughtta shank the bitch, i got my pistol, thinking if i should shoot the shit, click, bang, i jammed it, i slammed it, aw shit, goddammit, i'm havin' a fucked day to begin with, i lost a bitch, a bird, and then this, my homies tend to think i get too high, i'm doing fine, now pass me the formaldahyde, the only thing that seems to help me cope, is when i'm drunker than a motherfucker puffin' on the chronic smoke, and then i'm able to deal with the woes, the friends, the foes, the bitches, the hoes, i gotta gang of niggers, but none of them i'd fuck, i gotta gang of bitches, but none of them i'd trust, trust a bitch, nope, uh-uh, never, i'm havin' too much trouble tryin' to keep my damn self together, they got me by the balls, so please, help me break these motherfucking. these motherfucking walls, i scream, there's no one there to hear me cry, i guess its hard to scream to motherfuckers when you scream inside, i see my future and its coming in in plain view, i blame myself, but mommy dear i blame you, cause the world was fucked from the first, and havin' me only made the matters worse, now look at what they did to me, that's some fucked up shit for a kid to see, motherfuckin' dealin' after dealin', killin' after killin', i'm tryin' to check a million, the world's going straight to fuckin satan, a fucking shank's about to blow my fuckin' brain, shit, damn i'm dead, i'm finally through hearing all these voices in my head, somebody finally got me, i'm looking at my self outside of my fucking body, so now i'm standing face to face, mr. scarface, versus mr. scarface, we were two different people from the start, one nigga's too smart the other too fucking hard, we both refused to be outsmarted, dearly departed, the battle's already started, fuck it, its on, i duck, i weave, connect, oh shit, i'm struck, caugt me with the peircing lead, and realized to myself i shot my own fucking self, damn, suicide is quicker, i try to break the wall the wall keeps getting thicker, i really start to miss my mother, i try to climb the wall, its higher than a motherfucker, i wondering what that sound is, i'm having major trouble trying to walk around it, there ain't no getting up i'm trapped, i really should've dropped my motherfucking strap, cause when i think about it now, i shouldn't have tried to climb the motherfucker, i should've broke the motherfucker down