Cross

I wear a cross Around my neck So I burst into flames A hellfire That only rises With gods reign I spark a J And blow Like how the fat lady sings They think I'm picture perfect But I just got framed Now I'm trynna figure out where I'll be hanged I'm an odd kid So look at my future Tyler my creator So get a sense of humor Before I give ya a tumors You know its always malignant There's no survivors Like plane riders In September Boom In November I'm thankful So I dismember The fake dudes I'm satisfied And I'm grateful That I ain't you Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god yes Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god yes Oh my god Make a list Like my name is Saint Nick Instead of gifts I'm gonna make their cranium split Ya'll sip your blood Even if you rep cuz Since I'm colorblind When I rip slugs Drill into yo brain As slow as a tortoise But when the pigs come I got the speed of a Hare When I'm done with you They'll think you got mauled By a bear Ya'll decompose and stink Just like my underwear If you haven't noticed I don't care I really don't care Why would I Cuz Life is pointless Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god yes Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god yes Oh my god