I am Hell

Step to me, you'd best kill the rest of me cause this beast is like the rancor

you're dead to me. I feast on verbs automatically, strategy is the anithema

of my autocracy, I rush and eat the flesh from my enemies, wait in the shadows

like a Thief, I'mma put you to sleep like a baby and run out before the cops

can make me. I'm a Mad Man, my name is a bad dream, spell it out

Razorback is a blood fiend, I bath in it and make spleen houses

flesh pouches and they scream, all them couches while I sit back as the

crows pin all my friends and their faces to the floor as like braces

cut the cheeks with such patience, I made a mural of hatred

Picasso for sadists, Salvador Dali for racists, I weep when people laugh

and laugh when they scream cause my heaven is dreams that make men

want to bleed, I am a demon, now join Jason and die for me, screaming