Clusters (Grimoirs (for Autumn))

Intro:

- He went through, um, hm, several, tests, um, physical and psychological tests that revealed significant differences in his IQ on any given day...
- And the results, went from, absolute borderline intellectual functioning that was almost at a level of what was then called Retardation, all the way up to being off the charts, in terms of genius level

Verse:

Yo, who supports random violence (yeah), no premeditation, no cover
Holdin' a kitchen knife like Laurie Strode’s brother
I'm nothin', I’m worthless (worthless), conductin' like Gershwin
Mom white (white), I'm fuckin' outworkin'
Cops caught me by the dumpsite (hey!) with my pants unbuttoned
Tuckin' my shirt in
5'9", white male, mid age, trim frame
Strangled 'em twice then stopped then cried midway
They say I got a kid’s brain, is a reach
Like ligaments stickin’ outta thin graves
Drowned sluts, in the house stuck, don't get out much
Town clutch, downs up
Roachclips, smellin’ like rain when they round up
Turn victims' photos away if they lookin' happy
Detectives still lookin' past me, my family wouldn’t put it past me
I'm in my room with a severed head in my lap, lookin' at me, psh...
Real first name Jak, middle name Emphany
Kissed the girl dead, fulfill fantasy
Burn clothes frantically, vague graves by snakes, shoot the fan in me
I'm eatin' a sandwich, fat spreaded canopies
Serve the Pagan industry, Casanova dangers enemy (Yeah...)
Chloroform at the lake fakin' injuries
Mad bummer, head dressed on stage like Bambaataa
Killin' all these cats, I'm Magnotta