Lyric

Got a dark feather and then use it to fly

I cannot stand this reality so I'll be in the sky

I'm gonna fly to wherever I want, can go to the moon

Fuck it, I don't give a shit 'bout you, enjoying life without you (Ha ha)

Feel like a villain, fuck with your vision

I don't care what the old geezers say so fuck their opinions

A rusty knife, I got it

I don't need this fuckin' party

Yeah, that's why I don't even take drugs like addies, xannies, molly

But I need some drugs

I have bipolar disorder

Empty, where's the plug

Drink the fuckin' blood they offered

Life is short, but for me it's too long

I don't want it, so let it go

This beat got your fuckin' neck

My voice gonna crush your head

Gonna bring you in, in, in

Fuckin' blood you shed

Pluck out your eyes like a pumpkin'

Lots of blood, you get a duckin'

Catching the prey like a puffin'

Sick and tired of you frontin'

I don't even need a map

I can tell you, going mad

So prefer anger to sad

Fuck cats I'm the king of rats

Sorry, It's a puppet show

Only, on my side, shadow

Know that I'm a fallen crow

An insult, I gon' swallow