I donate to the catacombs

Shooting up family homes

Gettin mommas and daddies and sisters and the holmes 

Ashes to ashes, gas and lighters to the bones 

A bullet or a shell to the “no”‘s and “don’t”‘s and “won’t”‘s 

Hype for all this murder shit, raising up my grown

Yeah, the killing get me gon’

Fuck crack, meth, weed; my high is a better zone