‎Smoke the ashes from the canister

In the background, clean the scene like a janitor

Ill leave em hanging from the banister

Got you in my scope, tracking every parameter

Clear liquid

Fuck prescription

Wait until the biotics kick in

Grind my bones against the concrete til i can feel the friction

Bad idéas

This ain't no fiction

Just wait until the biotics kick in

Fuck your jurisdiction

Walking on a crucifixion

Down in the dirt

With the worms and bones

Down with the hurt

Wander in circles with the unknowns

Can't fuck with these clones

Picking needles out my skin

For my sins, i atone

Nail him to the cross

And watch him weep for his sins

He say that he go hard

But now theres a tear on his chin

Picking pretty petals

And then feed it to his kin

Fuck the your little war alarms

I like my violence with violins

Ugly, .44 magnum

Shoutout fucking gullyspit

Like a skit

Im aiming for your funny bits

This legit

I ain't gon sit in by the corner bitch

100 archers on my wrist

Like a cemetery bitch

Flows disgusting, yeah

Ima fina take to my tomb

Ive been a problem, yeah

Since i came from the womb

Flows disgusting, yeah

Ima fina take to my tomb

The filth is beautiful

It ain't just doom & gloom