Empty Your Mind

I popped a percocet I can see demons
I'm in a church that's lit verses I'm preaching
Tilted like earth's axis ganja I need it
I don't like fat bitches cause of their breathing
It's heavy and most definitely unstable
Like all the other rappers out of Peachtree City
Fucking with my name I'll end your species quickly
And that got you simply feeling really guilty
Digging all this up from under the earth
Follow me verse to verse learn every word
I am I god you're Lucifer you heard
Schooling you nerds give you third degree burns
Then the proof stirred up
Flipping the bird up
Don't give a fuck 'cause I just won the word cup
Now you're probably asking what the fuck is that
Don't you question me cause I'm the god of rap

Mom always asking why the fuck the house smell
I tell her it's because I smoke the loud pack
Rolling up shit you can't even pronounce well
Percocet fiend I O.D. I'm announced dead
Saying for that it's the way of the road
I was calling for help all that played was echoes
My interest rates up I paid off debts owed
Interesting enough I get head on the road
I don't know what the fuck that has to do with anything
I'm currently saying
I know that I'm currently currency making
There's no purpose to purposely hate me
I'll turn up at my show get lit till the A.M
We drink till it's empty ain't no liver safe here
Shoot like military pop pills like the matrix
I'm faded, I'm faded rarely am I sober
Burn up with backwoods when the weather's colder
Not stopping keep going need a faster motor
My coffin needs closure like Heath Ledger joker's
I'm dead to most people I'll ghost you like Swayze
I vaguely remember my head is all shaky
But one thing I know I'm the wave ain't no Navy
Pack a bowl out the bong light up and go crazy it's daily