ive followed the foot steps, of a no one, how would you feel/
knowing, your growing up, to be no one, you want to kill/
yourself, and your blowing off, every one, and you know they will/
leave you alone, and dip out, for real, and leave you to build/
this contaplating of murdering, so real, you feel you will/
cause your disapointed in yourself, screaming out "FUCK YOU BILL"/
your supposed to be my father, but left and you never will/
i hate you, you could of done something for me, now i must deal/
with these cards i was delt, by the hands of god, now im bill !
far as to rape my girl, and enough to pop diet pills/
for all the shit ive concield, inside of my mind im ill/
a hazerdous to myself, and more dangerious how i feel/
but how would i explain ? my feelings its more then pain !
its real, and it aint a game, its more crazy, youd say insane/
am i, or am i sane ? im just saying, yall feeled my tank/
to the top of the pressure point, any further ill go insane !!!!!!!!