Gravity

I am the epitome of all that you have given me
Full of hate and you aint ever getting rid of me
I burn within and encourage sin with the words I spin
Unheard I grin while I herd your kin to where only birds can win
No relaxin the brain which has passion for pain
Actin Im sane while slashin a vein
Measure bold arms unfold
Blood run cold and grows mold
Body found crispin no victim what are we missin
Christen the crime suicide cuz yall wouldn’t listen