Still - Craig Xen

if i could start my life over i wouldn't change a damn thing, i'd still be an empty shell with a corrupt brain, my nuts would still hang, hanging like orangutan titties, still be labeled weirdest nigga in my city still, living in hell, still willing to kill, still gotta take my pills i been cursed with a gift, i'm bipolar, look, and my life is just a byproduct of my struggles, still wishing i could die tomorrow, i still be a suicidal high roller, shaking these dice with my life for the rush of it, fucked over, look, i done been fucked over so many times, i'm still grateful of them sluts for it, i still be a venomous cancer to the youth, killing them all, and loving it too, and still loving what i do, know you loving it too, still comfortable with these cunt fans, i'll bust on your tooth, i still be the psychopathic cult leader, probably die gulping bleach by the fucking liter, i still beat my meat with no lotion either, i still steal puppies from the fucking breeder, and i'm still instagram preaching, fronting like my life ain't going off the deep end, and east weekend look, i'm still self seeking, selfish, helpless, hell bent, demon, craig xen, but ain't nothing zen about me, i'm rowdy, and proud to be aggressively announcing, i still ain't shit