(Verse 1)
Bloody mess
Leaving no witness, no one to confess
See their heart, beat out of they chest
Gives me a rush, you won't comprehend

Lashing out, cuz im sick of their lies
Eternal pain, you gon meet yo demise
The fertile flame, they drop one at a time
All you are is dead weight, bullets to the eyes

This psycho gon' walk in yo home
Brass in their brain, said "i need me a loan"
Showed me the bag and im out with the dough
Leaving that hag to just to bleed on the floor

Swerve through yo block, run from the opps
Helicopter tell the story right up from the top
Still never caught, run and get chopped
Spin the bend and flee the scene, they in a ring of a chalk

Im gunning down stan's, now there life is a dream
Piss on their grave while their family grieves
The chirping now silent, it's bringing relief
Calm before storm, everybody should leave
What tends to be the motive of my sick and twisted actions
Is my own entire generation sensitive and lame
Shit ain't getting better when you're spreading information
That ain't even a problem, you are all the one to blame

(hook x2)
Bloody mess x2
I dont need no help
Been in shambles, fo' a minute
Gotten use to hell

The blade sinks to the bone
Yeah im doin' well
A dirty mothafuckin mess
Where this creature dwells

(Verse 2: Killhollow)

(Hook x1)
Bloody mess x2
I dont need no help
Been in shambles, fo' a minute
Gotten use to hell

The blade sinks to the bone
Yeah im doin' well
A dirty mothafuckin mess
Where this creature dwells
(Verse 3: Idylll)
Photo white, I've been a prototype
I've been the modal type, I'm the immortalised
Floating through rivers and lakes with the lotus vines
Soaking life from the soul, broken eyes, oh
Glowing like sol, fuck your life
Whip out the smoking pipe, I wanna slip in psychosis
Time only has motion, time only has motion, time
Oh, we are not one in the same, only got one name
Stealing my spot in the redwood shade, hop off my terrain
The scent in the air got undertones, bitch, I'm on the phone
I don't wanna talk to a hoe, that's why I'm talking alone
You don't wanna talk or smoke, get smoked
Stalking by, the menace on society, the prophet of the higher breed I brought
Cause of my diminishment inside of me, a conscious fit of privacy
A problem with a magic bullet, sitting in the swamp
That's mad trip shot
Haven't I hit this thought? How I get this distraught?
Huh
How'd I get skin this flawed? Far too thick, can't see in this fog, I'm lost