im sorry for the bitter entrance i mention feelin like vincent fencin ritzin richies with bitches plugged in they pension rinsin sins in kitchin by whippin sentients for bitchin either pop the gun or pop that pussy for mentions no you can suck my dick but dont expect a mention im too busy ressurecting mothafuckas out hear lichin skelly with a skully on my venison juicy brain that some zombies wanna gets in go hop on the crystal ship and leave my crystal skull out your settin reckless recking whip out blast put it back call it reconcealiation im vexed for lack of feeling in a nation bunch of heartless mothafuckas get back i got a thing for asphyxiation so dont fuck around unless you wanna get hesitatin cause i dont really got the patience or medication to be dealin with all this fictation im statin that half of you mothafuckas done been on your snake shit thats basics erase it or face it it still exist you cant pop away the poppin with what your pops was poppin im that other shit, throw on kids bop and get boppin and bapin with bats in a rats tunnel with caps with the caps on em get sacked like i racked the funnel you got racks, i got racks to just not a bundle its fun though run oh way time to gun a way why pave, dont put the fun away run upon a bae stoppin on the day robbin on the way so cops aint on the way thats right nothing to do with money its distraction for when i really cause my havoc the reaction is priceless suprise bitch no faction can keep you out of the action so next time you think about me think about the laws of attraction see the news with a caption this whole place is haunted we unknown a seperate entity but backin and not writing any lyrics for anyone thats lackin gotta make your own or give me your poetry ill rap it but not really rap it just the way i react with the track and im more of a rocker sippn a bottle of kraken you can sell your knick knacks i do it for therapy so the bowl im packin im back and erect with a rag and im wrecked backpack in effect i got bags of the mech so you can say im at my prime like cid back in 69 its cheap only cost a dime and a day of your time awake with a line i bake and im fine double dutch kush the parchment unrefined i sip chlorine not burn it its rougher than a virgin with clap and a worm in her guts squirmin im on the verge an vermin in a cage over her then useless curtains put a torch to the cage for inspirational wordin so i guess you could say im burnin virgins but its more like consumption for the serpent cause my dick is twitchin and learnin to enjoy what i dont want to enjoy but do what i gotta do to make sure that i never ever woulda shoulda coulda and only react when im certain