Decree on death today U make out haters Living in the riteous lanes Bad butter on those Hazey lays n watch Whichsters on the Benevolent ways Casting shadows Where the Big kids Used to play Governing On silence While we backed In our evidence N laid the county Line in shades Of grey I didn’t have to say But my tongue Did it anyway I’m not enlisting Violence I’m whittling Down tho in the Empirance Portrayal My blood My apocalyptical Moon Mind settling Which Way They lay Systematic Congealed in Confetti Masturbated By the situation Revealed too soon Before they knew This shit make that garden bloom Boom