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