Misery

Mister 51-to-the-7, don't you get your melon popped
Canary stones, yellow gold, look like lemon drops
I feel like I'm Carrot Top the way they give me props (What?)
He swear he a killer, but I-I-I know he not
Now I'm back in the cellar, don't you risk it for some cheddar
Yellow Testarossa revving, every city, every venue
"DeadBoy" what they yellin', "Young BONES" what they feelin'
Demon sent you up to heaven, weapon lift you like a Chevy

Life or death up on my mind, Reposado in my belly
Rollin' smoke aimed that telly, eyes glowin' like his belly
Red wing boots, iced up like I'm Zeddy
Cut you up and hit my ceiling, DND, don't hit my celly
24/7, I'm in my head, 25/8, I'm seeing red
No, I don't want it but it's just how I'm programmed, wanna stop, I can't
I'm mentally MIA, I'm physically AFK
IRL, I'm lagging every night and every day
SESH

Came from the place where the people don't change
Where they redneck, shotgun banging
Cornfield looking like a graveyard
Body disintegrate before they get you
Came from the place where the people don't change
Where they redneck, shotgun banging
Cornfield looking like a graveyard
Body disintegrate before they get you, get you, wait