Off the Porch

Can't find my damn mind

I'm anti y'all

And I want all y'all dead

All y'all heads stand by my hands

Tied they on my walls

I'm a I'm a I'm a

I'm a I'm a I'm a

On my walls

I'm a I'm a I'm a

Ima Ima

Face god barely

My graces faded, shit faced

Can't pay me

No missionary-

Ima visionary

Delusions in my movements

Ima cult-man, no classics

No one asking, what they bask in

No stand in's thats their last man

Got a dead grace, and with no sight

Feelin' hallow, lackin' all lights

What a big man, I got yult status

And my troops follow these cult classics

Come from a titan, but all your heads light and

Got god for my dessert, my exit substantial

Got god on my wall

I'm gonna flip on my god and make cult

Running the story, Im running the yult

Fuck with the mob and they fuck with my coat

Graces are faded, Im out of control

Running this shit, like I'm breaking a cold

Heads on a wall, cause I'm fiening the most

God on my wall cause his story in gold

Can't find my damn mind

I'm anti y'all

And I want all y'all dead

All y'all heads stand by my hands

Tied they on my walls

I'm a I'm a I'm a

I'm a I'm a I'm a

Can't find my damn mind

I'm anti y'all

And I want all y'all dead

All y'all heads stand by my hands

Tied they on my walls

I'm a I'm a I'm a

I'm a I'm a I'm a