You wanna see the world through my crooked eyes with a wicked mind When i spit these rhymes I commit these crimes And i snort these lines strait of the counter having demonic encounters Seeing these shaddows surround me Whispers are coming around me What are they saying? Diliver the pain Run in the paint I Swim in a river of flame Niggah i am all that you aint Possessin the game in the brain This is possession to fame This is the best of the great Wait, i bet youll remember my name This shit, isnt a game Ya just stay out of my lane Simple and plain I was born with horns I love forieghn porn Yea i think im hard Bout to reck a storm Disconnect your cords Disrespect your lord I see diamonds I see demons