GREASE-
im swigging from my schulykil cup i don't get fucked up. Cant spill a sip, cause people know I'm that human lump. Im sliding down the river banks cause I'm feeling glum those greasy ghouls up on my back get mad because they done called my bluff. Im out of sight I stay hidin in the woulds all night. I got my pocket light find rusty bikes and its name my price. scrapping rummaging by candlelights the spice of life I flick my bic and light the wick and piss the woods gonna feel my fright. crack my lips I gotta spit ignoring all the night eyes boring all up in my shit, Im living with ticks and killing the time by gathering sticks the earthworms squirming in my drips I'm secretly hoping that it will stick.

Im never leaving rather stay posted up till my face gets furry, wind up a greasy tale and make cuties think that my stories stirring, I got em sobbing watching them shining lights cause they're searching for me , understand its a waste of time because all these slugs I got working for me. cloaking scratch my skin across the bark cause Im foraging. witches smirk at me, but they don't know of my origin. I plant myself under canopy and contort my limbs Im tangled up in the branches catch me whispering like the forest is.

RIOT-
Im out here dying and the smoke is fucking up my senses. the devils hunting my dreams a couple degrees from senseless. Embezzled prophecies across its ovaries, fighting romance when the heathen screams, sweating beneath the breathing trees. knees scraping canopy drapin over my rapey fantasies.

Huffin down incense as Im running through the woulds ducking under bushes laying low just tryna stash my goods.

Shooting bullets at the sun and all this killings just for fun