Intestines is coming round, coming round town
Big knife in my hands, yeah, I'll f*cking kill you right now
I'm in so much pain, my whole body falls to the ground
Put me in the dirt, so my skin may rot away again
I mold with my brethren, in the woods to be condemned
These some f*cking witch trials that I know will never ever end
I just feel myself, decaying in the mud
Organ failure is a bitch, when you know there is no place above
Drowning in the rain water, my life was never gonna prosper
I drain my blood at the evening altar, you will never stop what I summon
Ritual demon is coming, and he's taking all your souls
You will never stop me boy, yeah I'm from the age of old
Out here, in the desolate glens, I have no friends
So I'm chilling man, just playing pretend
I sometimes hear things in the night, but it's day time, I see the light
And it's going down, 99 drown town
Walking round, I got hella pounds in my back right now
I'm so sad, but I'm honestly quite glad
That I came up on this shit, cause I'm a swagger pimping lad
Doing hella push ups in my room, thinking about how soon
I will blow up till the motherf*cking moon
Outer space, I'm freestyling on a beat, I send it to someone
And they like it cause it's fire, cause I am the number one
Really swagger, really ice, and really fresh
You know I got that fresh, and I disrespect anybody
You, who might f*cking expect, that I will give them honor man
I will give you death
Give you death, off some shit that you will never know
Gas so good, yeah this plant that you could never grow
Dying cornfield style, posted like a scarecrow
Crucified, dying, my whole body erodes
Jack o'lanterns in the night time, always glow
Me and my bros, posted flicking up inside the Moe's
Baggy jeans, hanging off me as my life goes
Dying in the mud, I'm just a feast for the crows
I give you death, in my place of residence
All my walls covered in skin, the place reeks of peppermint
Popping out all the time, just to keep it off my mind
Death decay and all this hate, I am full soon to regurgitate
Drop another track, it's fire, growing old, soon to retired
You can bring me back from death, just repeat my evil chant
Too many sins, cannot repent, Lucifer my right hand man
I hear voices in my head, they always tell me I'm the best
Off my rocker bitch, no I do not take meds
I'm always feeling so sick, up inside my head
Awareness Society belt, wrapped around my waist
The red gem is all you see, before you're laid to waste