Mirror mirror on the wall A suicidal brotha must take a fall Can I talk for a second to myself Can I talk for a second to myself Can I look into my eyes for a second Take a second look into my eyes Im not suprised at what I see I see you starin right back at me So I can take a chance, take a razor to my wrist, take a rest Take me a razor from the medicine chest But I hesitate to take myself out my misery I gotta get my head together, oh whatever Ima do, i gotta do it right now 'cause im a suicidalist and i know how Life aint nothin but bitches and money So Elizabeth, im comin to join ya honey Can I get wicked, get wicked can I get Im losin my mind I cant take this shit I think im gonna do it, gonna do it man I think I bet by tomorrow dead bodies might stink 13 ways how to do it man I know But if I gotta go I guess I gotta go Im still dreamin about death and everyday is like dead I got a screw loose and a hole in my head Tick tock and you dont stop Fuck the muthafuckin cops Man im thinkin all this crazy shit I grip my dick.......