God damn, I'm a lone wolf soldier
Till the coffin I'm an all day smoker
Traumatized, and a little bipolar
But I still deliver every October

And I'm losing my mind but I still manage
I been blowing up but I still panic
Sick of all the snakes, man I can't stand it
They ain't ready for the shit I'm planning

I got money, but I don't care
I just keep my head down
I don't got time for all that

Cause chasing fame will get you nowhere
I don't go that way now, I just drop my tapes then I fall back

Cause all that shit sound like a nightmare
Way too many died there
Going my own way, with the devil by my side

Look inside my mind where all my demons hide there
Roll through grim peaks, grim reaper in my ride

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

God damn, I'm a lone wolf soldier
Till the coffin I'm an all day smoker
Traumatized, and a little bipolar
But I still deliver every October

And I'm losing my mind but I still manage
I been blowing up but I still panic
Sick of all the snakes, man I can't stand it
They ain't ready for the shit I'm planning

Sometimes it feels like I keep stacking way too much on my soul
My life's in pieces, but I keep moving, no I can't fold now

So when the demons talk I'ma pay no mind
Keep on scaring everyone with the tales I write
From the side to the main, I got too much on my mind
I keep going till the grave, I been working every night

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

God damn, I'm a lone wolf soldier
Till the coffin I'm an all day smoker
Traumatized, and a little bipolar
But I still deliver every October

And I'm losing my mind but I still manage
I been blowing up but I still panic
Sick of all the snakes, man I can't stand it
They ain't ready for the shit I'm planning