text: Ice cold glass of dope 
  Fuck around and crash the boat 
  I feel like Im past it ho 
  I just want the ass and go 
  Gimme that body, Ima put it on mine
  I got a 12 gauge shotty with my name on the side
  When I pull up to the party all these bitches gon run
  I been going so retarded that I might lose my mind
  Schemaposse in this ho and you can tell by the vibe
  You dont want to find out that we got nothing to hide
  Im a mosh pit God, I got black on my eyes
  Break a bad bitch spine cause my...
  Ima pull up on you tonight
  Ima let you know how I feel 
  Maybe we can have one last fight 
  I aint trippin Im just keepin it real
  Ima pull off in that Lamborghini Murcielago
  I wasnt lying when I said
  They cant go to the place that I go
  She said, Am I going to hell?
  One look in my eyes she could tell
  She said, Am I going to hell?
  One look in my eyes she could tell
  Gimme that body, Ima put it on mine
  I got a 12 gauge shotty with my name on the side
  When I pull up to the party all these bitches gon run
  I been going so retarded that I might lose my mind
  Cut em up thin, cut em up thick
  Pullin up to the dope, that 9TD
  Blood on my sink, blood on my feet
  Throw my body bag to the bottom of the trash heap
  Im a creep, so they dont believe me
  Only thing I really wanna be is 6 feet deep
  When I wake in the AM
  All I can feel is a satire of the desire to breathe
  They told me the sign of the sparkle
  A part of me accepted the sign of the night
  I bought you the biggest bottle of Bacardi
  And laced it up with cyanide
  Fucking with nothing but mosh pits and rolling dope
  Watch out while everyone dies
  Schema the posse, a posse of demons
  Youll see when you look in my eyes