One Track Mind

Same old mask and the same old Buck knife

Same old pen and the same old pad

Got new songs but it's still all gore hop

One track mind and that mind is mad

Still bloodshed, there are still more victims

Still no love, still I spit this filth

One track mind that is far from finished

Coming up with ways of how to snuff a MILF

They say "Hey SCUM, yo, it is time for you to change up"

And rap about some other shit, you've said it all

About running up on people with the gauge up

And leaving 'em headless in a public restroom stall

About keeping body parts up in your freezer

And keepin' that skeezer in the basement on a chain

Too bad my brain is stuck on that kind of subject matter

So these attempts to make me sane are still in vain

I like to curse but not because I got no other

Words I can use, verbal abuse is what I love

So fuck you bitch and muthafuck your bitch's mother

Right uppercut, the sawed off bump I'd love to shove

The men above have given up on me a while back

My clothes are black and I don't follow any trends

I'm still the same, my name is SCUM, I'm down with Cultshit

And LSP's my family and closest friends

Same old mask and the same old Buck knife

Same old pen and the same old pad

Got new songs but it's still all gore hop

One track mind and that mind is mad

Still bloodshed, there are still more victims

Still no love, still I spit this filth

One track mind that is far from finished

Coming up with ways of how to snuff a MILF

I make a living spitting rhymes, that's all I know, y'all

And that's a passion like you're Jesus on a cross

No one believed in me and so I had to show y'all

That it could be done now I'm my own mothafuckin' boss

I want to toss a Molotov and have you catch it

And catch on fire as it shatters in your face

Then hack that face and both your arms off with my hatchet

And periscope it as you bleed all over the place

No need to fix it when I don't believe it's broken

If you don't feel it go and bump some Lil Wayne

But I make it feel that I keep it sick and I'm consistent

Persistent, threatening and pissed off staying in my lane

And doing what I do for those that do support me

The rest are best off eating a syphilitic dick

Don't vote for Trump 'cause if he wins, they will deport me

But until they do, I'ma keep it bloodiful and sick

Same old mask and the same old Buck knife

Same old pen and the same old pad

Got new songs but it's still all gore hop

One track mind and that mind is mad

Still bloodshed, there are still more victims

Still no love, still I spit this filth

One track mind that is far from finished

Coming up with ways of how to snuff a MILF