[Verse 1]
Fog crawls in my room and then I rise and I left
And you said who your favorite rapper is, I can't mess with that
Just picture me rolling I'm flipping up pigeons alonzo in training day, trench coat
Like blade
Please tell me what's wrong with these lames
Bitch do not send me your song I am sleep
Yes I feel hate everywhere you feel love
Hair long as the list of the artists I hate
You love everything I'm the mud and the rain
I'm the sky when it cry just to fuck up your day, bitch

[Hook]
Snowfall on my body, I'm stacking bodies, kenpachi
Boy I swear I am so sorry but killing became my hobby
Young dylan swinging vicious your kidneys stuck on my blade
Bitch I'm walking round like winter I'm freezing up everything, clutch
Snowfall on my body, I'm stacking bodies, kenpachi
Boy I swear I am so sorry but killing became my hobby
Young dylan swinging vicious your kidneys stuck on my blade
Bitch I'm walking round like winter I'm freezing up everything, clutch

[Bridge]
Music you listen to that's just hilarity
Step a little close, bitch I give you some clarity
Soul full of skulls and my eyes full of hate
Nail my ears closed I ignore what you say, bitch

[Hook]
Snowfall on my body, frozen pond I'm fena die
I'm in a haunted house now come meet the young shadow god
Bitch I got 3000 iPhones drowning in the swamps
Bitch you probably gone hear me shreaking whenever you wanna call me

[Final Bridge]
Look what you did, look what you did
Bones shatter in my skin
I just looked all over, I got blood falling on my wrist
I got blood falling on my wrist
Hair ties around my wrist got me feeling like a bitch

[Final Beamon]
Every day waiting for winter, bitch soon as you get out my dreams
Ima kill you
Put my feet on the ground breaking cement up
You rappers can't see me, bitch that is forever
Rest on the mountain daydream in the river
I lay in the tree make the breeze give you chivers
I feel like mufasa, I died, yall my children
I shred up your face when you speak you'll be spilling
Bitch I don't spend money fuck what you own
I'm looking like weezy, hot boys in nine six
Hear all they songs but they ain't about shit
I'm snatching up souls spit them out in my tea, bitch
How you feel?