[Intro]

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[Verse 1]

I'm a messed up psycho in my body

Swear, these drugs cannot even stop me

Now that I have killed everybody

I can feel more at ease, but I'm holding down on my knees

Looking what I've done, most of 'em deserved it

But there are some that can't convert it

Now I'm really a serial killer

Open my eyes then I pull the trigger

[Chorus]

Blow at that shit to their chest, leave 'em face dead

Killing too much causе me stress, it's a great mеss

I see your body on the ground, all your drained flesh

Take me to the pound, I been dogging on these same necks

[Verse 2]

Take me to the pound, swear, I get triggered so much

On my bed, licking bodies like some fucking donuts

It's a great time, I swear, I be psycho

It's still very comfy in this cycle

That's why it's so hell to stay in this trap

Nothing's gonna make me change, demons still on my back

Making rap crap, while they capping bout my soul gon get taken

But I'm turning yang, it don't matter what they're saying

Aroused everyday 'cause I'm down to feel nothing

Even though, it's all a piece of bullshit

Create a circle for me with my foes at my feet

All their organs I can't wait to pull in

I want to run away from this shit you call a world

Matter fact, I'll craft my own earth

My paths already fucked up I see

So I might just hang a fucking rope on my spleen

And look at the bodies I deceived

One body, two body, three and more

They come to haunt me in my spirit

Come to taunt what I'm fearing

Now they're ripping off my claws until I finished up bleeding

Must be dreaming, I wish I can wake up

I ain't sleep all day, so fuck being awake

You must be happy if I died, that's okay

'Cause none of this shit you like will be here to kill pain

Am I insane? I am, look at my hands

Biting my skin with my sharp teeth, I don't give a damn

Something in my mental isn't alright

Something in my mental ain't see daylight

What the fuck, my nigga?

How could you grow so bitter?

How could you grow with sinners?

How could you make your vanity bigger?

A hell-raised building got me in that same mood

You wouldn't understand

I pray that my angels will bring my foes some hate too

God, crush them with the wrath of your hands, uh

[Chorus]

Blow at that shit to their chest, leave 'em face dead

Killing too much cause me stress, it's a great mess

I see your body on the ground, all your drained flesh

Take me to the pound, I been dogging on these same necks