Salient ◇

Behind closed doors, my pacifism is questioned
Investigated for murder of instrumentals, forget the instance
My screws loose quite obvious, who you telling?
You can find them balls deep in her jaw at 12 when i left her
Never holding on the same skills for days
Today i was kissing rain and it turned into hail, cracked the pavement
Explaining how i am able to strangle kids with statements
Is like a famed bitch sprayed out the womb with a paycheck
I was born with it, posted on the porch
Stone cold corpse folded on both of my clothes holding it
Knowing no remorse, enjoying the snow left in her pores
This ain't the worse it could go, i still could go to the clit
Bro im starving, i ain't eat in over (what is it?)
And thats the reason why i am rolling over for 4 minutes
Pro sinner throat full of opium and old dishes
Most say im vile and heartless until they go where my dick is

Appearing out your house, mouth out with a severed tooth
Appearance looking out of it, spouting out of infected wounds
Peers would be astounded, a spouse by my retinas
I told her keep her blouse out, your partner couldn't cherish you
Let me drop a fucking flagellum, abort it
Then travel towards ayazra, we're posted up in new orleans
I never was loving bitches, theyre simply for enjoyment
I lie and say shes gorgeous, trash bag over head with my dick
Know the motive was to catch a nut and roll with it
She still got attached so shawty lives in my storage dead
When i came, words were spoken from her over beds
Told her get to stepping unless you are dropping portishead
More than sex is a fallacy i told you
On the first day i met you, surprised that it would work, im blessed
The meds taking control of both our motions
End result of that is her corpse holding a chrome to her chest

Alternate dimensions when im breaking through the door
Phasewalking in my sector to teleport to the morgue again
More than demonstration's required, im telling to your friends
Everyone around you, im higher than they can understand
Going harder than cold food infront of fans
Dancing with my maker, i made him land on top of his head
So second guess what your planning upon attempting
I put "i" in between rp pills, thats why im deadly
Riding solo like a hoe with no goals
A rope with no throat, imposing to resort to blow
Tecs to the trachea of a wealthy pedestrian
If i cannot adore what youre handling then nobody gets it
Slay endorphins inside of a pained homeless bitch
And leave her aorta decaying once i behold a kiss
Lonely and immortal with flows is how im known to kids
And thats why im still recording this, im a ghost in a fit