Baker’s Dozen

I RSVP'ed earlier, humiliating, still forgot her gift on the way in
Ran out, got it, handicapped door or revolving
We’re all stardust, I just wanna show her what I got locked in store for her
Life is like a box you gotta open up and see, pick your favorite
Cause if it's chocolate, wrapped under Christmas tree, your dog ate it (sheeit)
Well anyway, I got her chair, let her know I had the locks of hair
One piece outta chuck of head, I just dropped it there
She listens in on the prayers, I know she's got it like Sybil
The averagе ritual, so typical, just let the witch do what the witch do
Do just to lеt her know, I won’t stay here long
Guess I gave it to her - as a symbol

“Excuse me Boo, I think it's best I hit the restroom”
Yes, I'm a sick individual, split my dick in two
Still don't know which two to give it to
Thank God for phones, I can use the monitor at home to check in on my baby
She hasn't eaten all day, she's probably going crazy
Give a call to my own little Persephone
Hidin' like Hades
So I'm out at the store getting split pea
In the parking lot, wheelchair, assist me
It’s like nothing, I mean, she wasn’t hard as you
To lift her and throw her in the car like you, I'm just saying
I stalk my prey, day in and day out till I’m ready to go in
Know everything she felt the need to tell me about her ending relationship like I ain't notice the missing anchor from her anklet

Locked in for all timing thinking that she's passing me bifocals like I'm Pharcyded

Even looking like the exorcist, sipping on her soup, the whole lima thing- I think I got it too

Blend is Proprietary, SPB Three

No safe word, The Manor was like Mckamey’s

It's too late, nah'mean, Twentyfive'o'clock