Suicide Girl - Army of the Pharaohs, Apathy, Planetary

I don’t know what she’s doing now

Last I heard from her she said

She felt as if she should be dead

I guess in fact she usually does

I never could understand the fact she ain’t returned my calls

I was the only one that I told her I loved her through all the flaws

I would always be the one to show her light in the tunnel

I swear to God I need her back, I know she’s lost in the jungle

I know she need me, can’t believe we grew apart so quick

She loved trees like me, the way the New Eras fit

She loved Tommy Hilfiger, Rugbys, and Adidas

A match made before Heaven, why the feelings have to leave us?

But they didn’t leave my heart so fast

I still wish I had her near and had a beer for her glass

Even though I know that’s her downfall from the past

Still wanna shop for old time sake if she asks

Little shot of Crown Royale, maybe 151

So if you see her let her know the plan to have us some fun

Well guess what?

Today front page of the daily news

My queen betting the beam dead right?

what the fuck?

I don’t know what she’s doing now

Last I heard from her she said

She felt as if she should be dead

I guess in fact she usually does

Ever see a jawn so confused and assed out?

She’ll suck any dude off chasing the cash route

She went from pompoms to kine bud

I watched the innocence transform, obsession to buying drugs

Little Tooty was a cutie, I swear God

Carmel complexion, good grade with a hair bob

Ten years later now she’s bobbing to head jobs

In and out of strip clubs like a career job

And she can’t see that she’s killing herself

Cause a couple dollars got this drunk feeling herself

It’s ill how this little girl could be ruthless

She can make a nigga with three degrees look stupid

She even tried to trick a couple dollars from Cupid

Emotionally it’ll drain your ass out till you’re useless

The price is high when you wanna ride

With a jawn that’s suicide, she’s a suicide, c’mon

I don’t know what she’s doing now

Last I heard from her she said

She felt as if she should be dead

I guess in fact she usually does

She said I must confess it turns me on when I cut my flesh

There’s nothing left, I’m hollow, I’ll follow death

If it’s a change from the mundane Mondays

You know my pain, I’m empty inside, my veins pump Novocaine

Sometimes I feel like life isn’t real

And my brain is too busy and my mind don’t ever heal

I could never shut it off so I’d rather shut it down

Do it right the first time, I ain’t trying to fuck around

And she smiles for her friends but the smile is a mask

Any memories of happiness are filed in the past

I can sit in my garage foot revving on the gas

A slash and a gasp or a violent blast

I don’t believe in Hell unless it’s what I’m in

I wanna free my soul, straight jump out of my skin

She exhaled and sighed, eyes opened wide

Suicide, it’s a suicide, biddy-bye-bye

I don’t know what she’s doing now

Last I heard from her she said

She felt as if she should be dead

I guess in fact she usually does

It’s so hard for me to explain

I guess she has a strange approach

It makes her seem beyond reproach

Until you find out what she is