[Verse 1:]
It feels like I have slit wrists, wit cuts an bruises,
Contusions fused wit confusion, dilutions, my minds polluted,
Wit fueled fiery feuds of people just dueling,
While I’m doodling in my pad of illusions, though I’m still moving,
It’s only toward the mutilation, of every human,
Whether man, child, woman, or animal,
The cannibals got blood splatters on the walls of the unimaginable,
An it’s like I’m swirled through a portal to da underworld,
Where the devil is unbanishable, I’m going insane,
So what can I do, but pull the trigger, an shoot the bullet,
Right into my brain, so I can drop the heat, an stop the screams to make them silent,
Make it cold, and get some peace an fucking quiet,

[Chorus:]
Cuz I got voices in my head, that don't stop ringing,
Yet I got an opinion in my lead, that won't stop quittin,
An I don't know where to fit in,
Cuz my pulse ain't bumping, my blood ain't running,
My breath ain't breathing, but my brain is cunning,
But,

[Verse 2:]
It’s a quick verse I spit first for I ever give two shits to this to disperse,
A curse that’s worse than any hearse I could immerse myself into ta burst,
So I converse these words in reverse so it’s in coded an coerce,
To you to end such perverseness, but the worst list still exists,
In the minds of the twisted an sick, as they persist wit clenched fits an slit wrists,

It's kinda short yet, but let me know what you think