Dead emotions

Dead emotions I'd be looking for da casket 6feet high like its high on this pills nd potions Can't believe you believe the notions That be playing in your head's like hallucinations No more delusions sir I'm mad at da feeling When am mad Sick and tired of never calling for the med Yeah am mad, yeah am sad Bullets and roses-I open it closes Your slaves and am Moses And heaven knows this I have loved, more than enuff I never really understood how that stuff works Buh its cool if you cool with it Homes not home just cuz it got a pool in it Facetime with the priest in a box "Father I'm stained from ma hood to ma socks I Don't wanna be da prodigal again sir Why don't you Just take da pain away sir This stuff's just doesn't sound new to me When I take a look its like its a scrutiny Wats 'posed to be nice gets cruel to me used to being used to pain right now hell yeah even hell sounds cool to me Wanna right my wrongs so da pain cud go, buh that sounds old school to me Gotta take it headlong like mutiny Thats How...its posed to be The past's like a ghost to me Just buying time like groceries See the worm's in ma belly now trynna play host to me Maybe thats how's post to be