Portals

[Intro]:

By join him for a stroll among the graves, of the cemetery, there, walkin' among the stones, we reminisced and speculated about the history and the future of psychopharmacology

This ice cream truck, first snow, 40 below?, it's that Trench Work, from the mud up, Progresso, Tripper Reincarnate, yo

[Verse]:

You all gonna hate this Slumber Party Massacre (booo), this shit is campy

Slippin' to dry land beach, acidics and Speed

Some out my head for this

I'm bored and dead for it

Wrote this shit quick in the back of Ted Bundy's death warrant (What?)

Art donate in place of a spleen damage

Dropped the tab, in a juice, orange is a speed tablet

I'm scorchin', in Hellfire, aura fryin'

The scene's mortifyin', horrors dyin'

Portals widen, in my crib on some Coraline shit

Rob the peanuts, snatch the blue blanket (off), off a lioness

I haven't talk to my shrink, I been off in psychics

Kill Torture Bind kids

Invade a home, fall asleep, and get caught inside it (Huh?)

I make your corpse look alive move its arms and talk behind it

Smokin' moss, crossin' hybrids, ultra risin'

Crescent red sun inverted cross behind it, offer my shit

Apanyem black hash cigarettes with angel tears

Stuck on my town by a lake, I caught the fatal fear

Goulash brisk, cookin' up, a drug chowder

Pill chunks crumble, white honey blunts, and bug powder

Crystalline lines and gun out

Waitin' for the Sun with my tongue out

Spent force a message in a dust housed

Half-life strung over and hung out (Hung out)

Last half o' oval tangle, the pocket lint, so I duck down

You know in the gold, lean low, key has you

Foamin' statue, swim in a red codeine channel

Papa chill sick (blah blah), I write pill shit

Pink berry blunt wrap, NyQuil dip