Morticia

Morticia
I'm playing and preying on pussies, while they tryna say that ima fuc*** insane
But maybe i should listen to the bitches that cry and whine about the shit that i say
Nah f*** it Im hating on nothing, if you pick up something, its your problem, just playing

Motherfucker with an unplugged jugular its that chronic bleeding pain
Yuh suffocating mane
Air bubbles in my vein
Im high can't feel no pain
Except when we dry, go a little strange
Dont make this harder than it already is
Im hard like graphite, hard like obsidian
Im swimming thru this sea of shit, ocean of blood, ocean of spit
Rub the wrong way, this ain't a clit, no scratch and sniff
Breaking these promises just like your lip
Ill bust your nose open just like a zit
Volatile, like jumping off this fuc*** cliff
My wingsuits shit and my chute is ripped
Base jump shit like based god said just try to stay positive
Well on my chest it says PMA to try to say im happy ok
Holding a potent potion about to hit the slow motion, im imposing on your clique
Pollyjuice potion like ima toy with emotions do you understand that im addicted
To this game of lames and pu*** boys tryna say that theyre better me
Its not a competition, im efficient and work harder, work faster, im smarter they say

That legends never die
Im not worried bout the time
Magazine read the end is fuc*** nigh
Goodnight to this race of pedofiles
Shnxman season here