Green River

I'm like positive and shit. I'm miserable and shit. Depressed like the lead singer of The Cure. Eeyore costume

Follow me this way
As I drive through Washington wearing a stiff's face
And switch states
And visit the dumpsites along Green River, a homage of Gary Ridgway
Dispose of the corpse in a park where kids play
My hit list stains
I shall not stop the cannibalism til dawn of Christmas day
Lead the lambs to slaughter
My drugs of choice are nefarious
Puff both land and water
In pig skin spit, stand on altars
In my house lifeless, tearing up lines
Most emcees come from dysfunctional families
My parents are fine
But I was born impaired of the mind
It's been two years since I've sprinkled flakes in spliffs
Ducked paranoid behind drapes and hid
But now me and the vine formed a chemical relationship
Bludgeon emcees to death and take their skin
I juggle skulls in the distance dancing on snow covered cliff tips
Til I ascend a mistress
And form smoke like incense sticks lit
I sit with my legs hanging off the edge of Pessinus rifts
Arms around stiffs I skip with
So you can inhale decomposition with zipped wind hits
I stake heads on wooden pickets
Watering ridges
Ordering armies of walking dead infants
Brought back from abortion deaths that were to slaughtering in dig pits
With spiked bottoms of elephant tusks sharpened
Poisonous dipped tips
I hang from support beams of bridges
With wires attached to piercings through my back hoisted by metal ringlets
Ripping skin slits
Don't spar with a friend
I'm a cynical fuck to most who scribbled quotes armed with a pen
You can catch me fighting an overdose writing postcards from the edge
Check out the animal head farm
I shot up my past
My old crew couldn't battle me with 10 mechanical dead arms
I need a soft hospital seat in the bed to take annual meds on
I detox from earth ever since I hit the Fonzo leaf
Now I'm slurring telling kids to follow me
To a hollow tree and vandalize all Hallow's Eve
I'm suppose to make friends like Mason comradery

Yeah Milo. Quiet one in the class. Ancient old. Progresso, random shit

"I would talk to her. Get her mind off of anything she was nervous about and you know, she thinks this guy cares, which I didn't. I just wanted to get her in the vehicle and kill her."