marsh

Listen... I got resin on my fingers smoke seeping out my window

that's earl in my speakers swamp vermin gonna eat ya

should have listened to my preacher he wasn't my teacher

but... I'ma cut loose ends roll a stogie aint a thing as new friends

so fuck old friends too, ima reap that poison that I sowed is fringed

show a friend,that bottle poured an oath again now that show is singed

reak a smell that's sinful, cross my path that's fearful

I wanna see you tearful and make sure it's painful

I know the preacher don't like me, and I don't give a fuck

bars on bars rapping skating that's the shit i'm feeling bruh

I got resin on my fingers smoke seeping out my window

swamp vermin gonna eat ya, out the marsh and its harsh

the way I disfigure ya

I reside in the marsh, I reside in the marsh