Acid flashbacks
Everything is geometric like I'm back in math class
Dissociated, Steve-O, rap game Jackass
Dragon Ball Z, 2C-B's and apple flapjacks
And a 60BPM beat 'cause I can't rap fast
Wrap my head in plastic
Staring at my eyelids in the casket
Hotbox, puff puff and pass it
Mister Boombastic, light fantastic
I'm your favourite rapper, everlasting
Outfit school shooter, hairline Lex Luthor
Jawline Ron Perlman, my underbite is brutal
Delivery like Amazon Prime, always on time
Pissing in bottles in my van on your dime
I got the vampire state of mind

Riding in the back of the car
Tinted windows, sunglasses on
Night time driving down the boulevard
Watching the street whilst we’re hitting bongs
All the PM peons lit in neon
If you OD, body kept cool with freon
MD, 2-CB, 4-ACO
This is Alphabet Street, you know
Doing that Nos for the heart too
Black balloons with the goth crew
Walking like Big Foot when I’m on the brew
Cus I’m mixing Hennessy with Grey Goose
On some Harry and the Hendersons shit
Moved in with a family before I get lit
They all after that sasquatch dick
Me, I squash sass with my left fist

I'm walking on the red carpet
Custom made in size and shape for my apartment
Squirming round the garbage like a scarlet snake
Lines of darknet K, I'm always writing bars they hate
And maybe they are subpar, but they are what they are
That's okay, I'm not the sharpest boy anyway
And I'll never be an artist
And I'll never aim for the charts
That shit's just fucking lame
This is just to waste my time away
Til I find it's too hard to stay awake
Same shit every day, forever
There's no change and everything feels the same
Now or never?
Well I guess it's never
I think I'm only getting worse not better
I got the vampire state of mind