Absent

Verse 1:

Born in Mount Vernon like E. B. White under hot cityscape steam
Thwart the old boy, the oven was trying to asphyxiate me
Pro-war, Hippies hate me (what), sticky ave steam
55 plus dumpsites, busy ain't we?
Stoned, rockin', mad Christians like, Philmore (Hahahaha)
Rubbin' my chin whiskers with a twist, that chill bore
I'm cutthroat like Ben Stiller in Happy Gilmore
This an indie film score
It used to be hash in coke watchin' the pills pour
Now it's black and white murder scenes in film noir
With spilt gore (Eww)
Band whores, band's mad horrid
Hand torch dope pan port in, where addicts stand snorin'
I'm half a richie? camcorded, mad shaky
The campaign speech make a fanbase squeeze
Into a mandrake seed, acid tabs used to band-aid me
The Devil's idle mind, hand-made me
It's the season to die (die), torture rapper, keep it alive
Do the Cabbage Patch at the scene in the crime

Interlude:

New era, the end of light, the beginning of darkness

Verse 2:

I kill rap just haven't had the heart to confess the murder
Viewed from Earth's fervor, anymore alone I'd be in a further
Bodies covered and covered up again like dead cop from fed hits
Dust blown off like an old cop from Fenton, lockerheaded
Lament udder tinted
With the axe and acid, I was a dollar cent modern Hendrix
So peep a scholar's entrance
Bad trip crossed with alternative to rap
I stomp Earth's ball curvative to flat
Can you confirm it if it's Jak? (Yes)
How we go from murderous in fact (Fact)
Tracks immersive, feel like new submersion in a black
Art everywhere like the Berghof, church us all
Each line dope connect to the neck, that's how my circus crossed