BEHIND CLOSED DOORS

If I wasn't competition , you would try to wife me . Negro I'm a chick , quit acting like me . I heard you say my name I didn't take it lightly . U too busy boning little girls that were born in 93

I'm not speaking on the typical suicide  I'm speaking on the atypical kinda suicide The kind where you let any ol joe between your knees but don't deem it fit  to let this lifestyle cease  The kind where you stick in a needle in your arm for that instant gratification but failed to acknowledge that long term chain reaction  The kind where you stifle your wants and needs to accommodate everyone else's ease  The kind where you're enslaved by the monster in your head but don't know how to conquer it.  You're in for the roller coaster ride , to seek that temporary high . Your soul slowly dies. Oh lord please , devour me of all my enemies  I'll rather have 12 people decide my fate than have 6 of my love ones carry me to my grave.