HØllÖw in the back
Off of Xans
Wit his eyes closed
Shawty Gothic bad
Why you sad?
Boi I'm not tho
Pop a f*cking combo
b*tch you see that I'm froze
No condos just compost
I dig my grave and lie hoe
Filled up with dark and I stalk where they at
Killing more sh*t if they step in my path
f*ck all you b*tches that can't feel my wrath
b*tch I'm hØllÖw da heartless I fill up your gats
Click I blow through your carcass wit blood on my mask
You ain't never seen darkness like when I just snap
f*ck all your digits in death do the math
I'll be chillin wit Satan and smokin a sack...