States Evidence Of Suicide Songtext / Lyric

I was only sixteen mutha fuckin years old
everybody stomped and stomped and had control
over anything and everything that i tried to involve
to my so called friends that just fuckin dissolve
I'm that fucked up, i dont even wanna meet and greet
any new mother fuckers cuz I can't be fucked to be fucked again i'm closed in and so full of depression and i dont give a fuck
about choppin and cuttin and bleedin all over again
strangling my mother fuckin neck i wanna die
turn the fuckin camera on and look inside
my mutha fuckin life before i pull tha fuckin trigger
live on the internet mutha fuckin world wide
walkin down the hallways with my fuckin hit list
poppin all the mother fuckers that just made me wish this
mother fuckin life would end and now yours Don't stop filming I am only gettin started
did you see that bitches brains ?
splatter on the mother fuckin roof n shit?
this footage is grew-sum and its up for download
it is the mutha fuckin evidence for you fucks
all you stupid ass cops can watch it on repeat
tryna think tryna think tryna think what fuck
and why would I wanna die when I'm already dead
i suffocated my soul theres nothing left to control
no fear of death as i take my last breath
i dont understand, and i dont give a fuck why
there aint no fuckin answers that I'm ever gonna get
now imma, bootleg my own damn death
then upload this bitch to the fuckin net then
stream as i scream slicing thru ya fuckin neck
and then i go for my own all alone so, BYE!

This is my last night on earth, I'm goin on a killin spree
and fuck a little cunt in the back of the warehouse
doin all the shit that i wanted to do now I'm a

I am the host of my own show, i'm the, director
of my own fuckin life and the end of its own
I'm gonna fuck around and
bang bang bitch what u runnin for now?