Tryna follow all the trails buried in the snow
Watch you fade into the fog as you start walking home
Red dripping down my neck, you ain't let me know
Clawing at my door, now my time is getting close
You motherf*ckers think you have a choice
Once you're dead then it'll get rid of the f*cking noise
F*ck it, dancing on your grave I'll be so overjoyed
Quit the screaming, ain't nobody finna hear your voice
Antisocial any given day, kill me on the interstate
Pull up and y'all know all my intentions, f*ck a hidden blade
Staring at me in the face, what the f*ck you got to say
Leave it in his corpse, f*ck it, it's a shank give away
If you paid attention then you know the truth
You can't help yourself then no f*cking use
Beat the sense into him, he won't get it til he's black and blue
I did more than you conceived of by just chilling in my room
Talking shit right to they face, cause I don't pity f*cking fools
Keep running in f*cking circles, I promise you that it's worth it
I promise you that it's worth it, can't improve upon what's perfect
I'll keep hating till you get the f*cking message
Faking only hurts yourself
And I know they f*cking get it when they