Despairation

Blood dripping off my braidsPersuade them with the bladeB*tch I call a spade a spadeThere ain’t no need for throwing shadeYou know I keep that contraband$uicide in high demandKeep a hand full of them x*ns and a fully loaded magAfter life pimpin’ got them rims on a casketB*tches on my mattressF*ck ’