Psychedelic $uicide

Tipping the essence from here to heroin
Quarter bag on me and half in my dome
Triple 6 rituals all in my home when i
Summon the demons that come to my tone
Run now run now the $carecrow
Fiendin for your soul
Sun down when i run around with the
Full moon in the midnight glow

Scratching the back of my head it peels open
Blood pouring in my hand i should
Have noticed the ominous hole
And im blowin' my dead body on the floor
Emotion is woven inside my
Fuckin skull and bones
Tip toeing through the garden of rose
Scratching on my grave
I'm fucking posing for the
Flicker of thе camera most of the time i got
Stitchеs in my lambda hoe