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Explicit vile ill lyrics I'm the fucking worst I love hate But wait I'm a pain in your asses like anal prolapses and butt rape For fuck sake Calling all you bitches out like dumb dames getting slut-shamed Must say every punch aimed is landing harder than crashing some plane from the runway Drinking rum straight in a drunk state I don't drug-take I huff paint When the skunks blaze, puff Js to see how the bud taste Kill the roach, bug sprays Turn up late Disposing and decomposing bodies in the grave Room for the cuffs, chains, duct tape, [?] blades Blood spray from cut veins and cum stains I'm a nut case And I have been since a young age I'm the worst thing to happen since Dunblane's gun rage I don't know what normal is I used to shoot up my own high school before I ditch While recording this, I was dropping off aborted kids at an orphanage Organ-less corpse that lives Tore the hinge off of the morgue door's storage fridge Pouring drinks All that spilled got no chill Now I'm popping pills with Morpheus at your performances Putting my foot in your ass 'til your orifice got Jordan kicks More than misfortunate C4 is rigged to blow everything out of proportion with You're convinced you're hardcore But your art form's more like Jorja Smith's choruses Are you some sort of bitch? I'll fuck you up worse than horny chicks in porno flicks