Horano heard you claim to be a phyco you aint diagnosed tho hahahahaha im like a siren i pull ya closer close to ghost then choke with the rope know how it goes blow smoke from the nose get close snap ya necks dark devil peirced lungs and flesh oh i love it yes blood down the chest stretch who would guess blessed unlock the chest death mask the body with a red dress fresh blood from the neck with my teeth rip the flesh from the cheeks indeed you cant see crowbar ripped ribs and fracture knees all talk vertibrae dislodged with a fork wanna battle dont talk bring heat gasoline and torch on course 3rd degree scorched blood up the walls imlaled with a blunt board snapped neck leads to death i aint tryna flex but you my friend haha devil says where and when dry or wet wet weather still wreck the set complicated yo i mask the pain with cut veins drained down drains sounds insane but i love it mate call mayday time to vacate shoutout to blade slays put 28 bodies in the grave fuck a pay day love to slay fakes i aint here to play mate open this gate meet ya fate meet ya grave fuck a knight i aint catch a fright i will take a life