Soul as dark as the pits of hell
Hate flowing through your veins
Only the emotionally intuitive can tell
That you are mentally insane
The worst kind of damaged and broken
Addicted to causing pain
Going out and starting commotions
So no one forgets your name
There’s no loving someone like you
You’re nothing but **** in disguise
And even though he cannot see it
I have a wide third eye
I just like the good souls
See what I’m trying to imply
Thats why I never listen to what’s told
And always look inside