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