"What's umm, what would you say would be Jak's most romantic song?"
"Definitely Dumpsites."
"That's sick and it's twisted that you'd say that."
"I guess I'm just a sick and twisted girl."
This an outrage
I found shade as soon as the drought came
Hospital gown cape
In my house barrel in my mouth about face
No I'm not rapping in clown paint (f*ck that)
Record that, style gauze pads
They rap around brakes
These rappers sounding like outtakes (haha)
I'm about hate (yeah)
I wish I could hold a planet in my palm and poke out lakes
My clothes smell like I been out late (ah yeah)
Revisiting dumpsites digging up foul graves
When I cry clouds rain
God is dead, I'm a foxhole atheist
My brain baby sh*t
Late 80's coke baby kid
Punching like 36 Crazyfists
Each line an Oxy 80 hit
I been spitting since '86
Hot like Hades is
I'll embalm your radius
Smoking water like M80 wits
I'm off the top (word) like scalping by Iroquois
Shadow creep hear a noise (huh)
Smoke DMT clear the void
I'm a dusty killer, clearance toy
No friends left, paranoid (whoa)
Loud with the noise (huh)
Bumbling chemical bubbling unbalanced boy (huhh)
Schitzo effective paranoid
Myopic clumsy maladroit (ahh ohh my god)
I didn't mean it, I thought she was acting dead (huh)
I'm stuck in the past leaning on a yellow Iroxy
Leather jacket red
Hey guys, you guys playing cassettes here? Oh okay, yo I'll just give you a CD. What? Oh