Don’t Get Excited

Eat a bag of dicks call y’all Dahmer off his diet, this world is backwards sick when the cops are starting riots

 

Spying hiding in the skys like they martyr Christ minded, the eye above the stacked up bricks it’s hard to deny it

 

target the tyrants but it’s just hard to fight it when it’s everywhere passing thick walls like a virus

 

This burner .44 if you tryna get excited, I don’t even like it, I just gotta kill you as the most official nihilist messiah hold the title

 

and you is just a bitch ima fuck you then I’ll spay ya, kick you and ya litter out the door, bitch I won’t see ya later

 

Ain’t paying you no paper if I toss it gonna rain blood, satanic panic caper all your faith is fake cuz no one saves ya

 

but I’ma make ya born again, I’ma be your savior, drown you in the waters of life, mother fucker, that’s your mother’s gaper

 

gasp for breath inside the one that made ya, meet your maker, have a taste *slurp that’s great work, gods work, greater

 

why the universe made us, say hallelujah, great flood from ya moms cunt from just a stare don’t look a real God in the face son

 

The furious cursed purveyor of perverted behavior, jacking off on churches mangers this the germ that made ya

 

Atheist Christ learn the name son or turn to prayer be just another worthless faker of a nervous nature that’s the world I wager

 

You’re not worth the paper player I’ma turn the page shut, New Testament roll a perfect made blunt the most high we stay up

 

Take your daughter, make her hotter, water changed to vodka, her first real savior keep the pearly gate shut this is how to make sluts-

 

Put her in front of the camera and rehearse with strangers, damage her, slurp through anger, tears fuckin up her makeup

 

All shackled she cannot reverse the danger away from a worthless strangler, cervix breaker, but word he paid up

 

Filthy mattress music turn the bass up, top earner, say som’, your time is mine clockwork is made up hard work upstate cuffed