404arka - 404 Pesticide Lyrics

Killing you bitches like bugs with pesticide
Feeling depressed? commit suicide

Sometimes my life be feeling dumb and ironic
The pain in my head is constant and chronic

Locked up all day like i am an animal
Sippin my own blood like its a danimal

I cant believe all the shit these hoes say
Can't belive they somehow go they own way

The daily routines got me feelin like a robot
You and yo bitch smell like you both aboutta rot

Clinically insane and physically in pain
If you got nothin to say then you got nothin to gain

Nobody quite seem to feel waht im tryna say
Nobody except my tall ghostboi robott
When i come at you you better begin to pray
Get down on you kees like boutta give hella top

Your bitch i finess her and begin to undress her
The world full of lies and but we all set to die
Its all in a book you can buy on a nook

It lurks around corners like it is a criminal
You should be thinkin that your life is pitiful

Killin' you bitches like bugs with pesticide
Felling depressed? commit suicide

We're all too bound to earthly treasures
I've been through too many intense pressures

The sickness i feel it through my vein
Feels like some blood in acid rain

My flow cant be f*cked up not today
When its 3 am i get my way

Tired as shit and boutta pass out
Y'all are f*ck up pussies and full of doubt

Imma genius so get on my penis
Finish you good so youll be speechless

Call me Terror Reid because I am a Getter
Now that youre gone i really feel better

Trippin high as f*ck with no control
If i got to jail id have no parol