This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep
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Some food for thought some food for death, go 'head and fuckin' eat
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My father's dead well I don't know, we'll never fuckin' meet
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I cut my wrist and play piano cause I'm so depressed
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Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so posessed
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This meetin' just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son
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My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent
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That I got love for my mother, none of you other fuckas
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Are much important I'm gettin' angrier while recordin'
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I'm feelin' like the Bulls, I've got a Gang of Wolves
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Odd Future is children that's fucked up on they mental
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Simple but probably not, fuck 'em
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I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck
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Drunk white girls the only way I'll get my dick sucked
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Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort
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Easy to spot like black bitches with fake leopard
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Soak me up in a tampon, but keep the lamp on
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Cause this album packs enough evil
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That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this
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I go from AP to JC inside of fuckin' week
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Wakin' up with random girls like "Yo, bitch, how the fuck we meet?"
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I stay with grandma, she always bitchin' about her carpet
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Every time I walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit
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No to drugs I never spark it, I used to be bullied for honour classes
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By those slow as molasses, take this shit to school
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Raquel treat me like my father like a fuckin' stranger
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She still don't know I made Sarah to strangle her
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Not put her in danger and chop her up in the back of a Wrangler
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All because she said no to homecomin', demons runnin'
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Inside my head tellin' me evil thoughts
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I'm the dream catcher but nothin' but nightmares I caught, go to sleep
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I wear green hats because I'm fortunately lucky
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Fuck me the monster said, some how the monster's dead
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Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil
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With this state of mind, big moves, Max Keeble
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I'm on my grind feeble, my music is evil
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My fuckin' samples are too illegal, play this shit in church
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I graduated without honors or a fuckin' father
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He died, no bitch, don't even fuckin' bother
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I wanted a brother my mother I told her
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But instead I got a sister, just like me with her mister nada
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So both of our imaginations are creations of the fuckin' situation
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That's havin' our brains racin' like Dayton, wearin' some fuckin' heelies
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I know you fuckin' feel me, I want to fuckin' kill me
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But times I'm so serious you think I'm silly
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I'm doin' Big Style Willy couldn't touch 11
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Seven. What's religion nigga? I am Legend
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I roll with skaters and musicians with an intuition
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I created O.F. cause I feel we're more talented
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Than 40 year old rappers talkin' 'bout Gucci
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When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressin' their peers
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With the same problem, the only way to solve them
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Is to go to Father's Day convention with a gold revolver
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Life's a salad I'mma toss it eat that shit up, Rick Ross it
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Shit it out, bag it up sell it, I'm so damn rebellious
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Cause my mother let me do what I want
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She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear
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The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid
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My father didn't give a fuck, so it's somethin' I inherit
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My mom's all I have so it's never meet the parents
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When Danielle or Malonda decide to fuckin' share
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This confused boy, I wanna hug all ya, I'm bad for you kids to listen to
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Soy is not the choice, I'm bad milk, drink it
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My wrist is all red from the cutter
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Drippin' cold blood like the winter, the summer
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Is never that's equivalent to me and Sarah
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Well that's not her fuckin name, but I think this shit is clever
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My niggas wanna know if I'm fuckin', if I'm kissin'
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But I'm sittin' here downin' beers simply just wishin'
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With tear they try to tell me but I never listen
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Cause I don't give a shit like sittin' down pissin'
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Eighteen, still talkin' to imaginaries
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Hopefully they see the talent I carry just like Jimmy
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Losers can never win me, you can never offend me
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My goal in life is a Grammy, hopefully momma will attend the
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Ceremony with all my homies, I'm suicidal
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| This my Zom |
