Scace Smut
I only watch sodomy pornography, provocative philosophy
In hindsight, it's hiding inside of me
‘Tached on my spine to my psychology
My darkness is a shadow, so it always takes a walk with me
Awkwardly stalking me, pausing like the opposite of apostrophes
That's why I get feeling that someone's constantly watchin' me
It's evident, there is evidence, ever since the events
Of my ex having sex in her asshole, with an asshole
Is that ironic, or a coincidence
Whatever, it's not worthy of me typing on my screen with my fingertips
So, I won't touch on that no fingerprints, my eagerness
Should be on some peaceful shit, instead of some loves evil, f..ck people shit
But these blood suckas don't respect the culture
In the media, immediately, spittin mediocre
Lyrics I have to hear it, coming through the speak-ers
Of every car system f..ckin' driving down the street
I'm sick of the the same songs dropping every seven days
Maybe that's why your shits week (uh)