Gimme a Second

Gimme a second to get me a breath and a pic of this moment to show
 I'm an omen of death, and I'm blessing the one and the eight and the seven
 'Til nobody left, see that Grey, the inventor of madness a bitch in the back of my whip
 And it's crashing inside of my cabin, I'm planning, attacking a pack of some crack
 And I'm playing, I go for the bottle instead of my nostril my genie the devil
 He keeping me level, I wishing for better, he got me a shovel to bury me under
 And I don't give fuck about dying at all
 I can't live sober
 Got in over my head
 No one can tell me
 I'm not misnomered
 Not looked over
 So underrated
 So slept on that
 I woke up with a god-damn pillow for a head
 Smoking all day, take a pill and then I bed
 Riding with Zed, got Water to my left
 Odiato boutta whip us off a god-damn bridge, I'm gone
 Ay, yo, let me call you back
 I'm listening to this Saliva shit
 Boy, this shit going tough!
 Bust yo motherfuckin head
 With a motherfuckin sledge
 I'ma eat yo fucking soul
 With the fork up in my hand
 I got big hoes, no simp though
 You follow the trail of my weed smoke
 And my pistol make six holes
 Too sick, though my mental
 Don't like me, don't like you
 Solo 'til I bloom
 I no sober, roll over
 Froze over my tomb and I
 Ascend to the sky
 Soaking up rain 'til the world is on fire
 Fuck all this rapping, I'm 'bout to retire
 All of y'all copy shit like an imposter
 And I'm on my lava shit, world an apocalypse
 So I be cocky and flaming humanity
 I don't want nobody visit my grave or my tomb when rot and I soak into death, uh
 Kill it the villain, the murder, I feel it
 And I am the ceiling, I'm high, I'm acidic
 I pull up with the motherfucker zed
 I pull up and a motherfucker dead
 I don't really want no fame, no cash, no sane
 I'ma get it and get it and I'ma go Cobain
 I'ma zip it and zip it 'cause I done upped my weight
 I got everything I want and I'ma cut my vein, yeah, uh
 I don't like talking that shit
 Walking that bitch like a bark on my wrist
 187, that murderous shit
 And I know you ain't heard of us yet, we impeccable
 Next to nobody, we puffin the chemicals
 Scraping residual, loving the fear I form
 I am the final formation of drooling depression, I turned into grey, uh