Bumps and Blunts
[Intro]
Hello, motherfucker

[Verse 1]
A cold body with a dead liver
A red-eyed freak smoking cigarettes by the river
I'm BRUXISM, my teeth clench when I pop a shot
Popping off, find my source of pain and then I cut it off
Grew up in the wrong place, grew up with the wrong tastes
Grew up with a sense of living large before I pass the gates
Sick soul, heavy with the thoughts I never talk about
Ask my dealer for a fucking ciggie and I'm passing out

[Interlude]
Hello, motherfucker
Uh, you guys wanna take a hit?

[Verse 2]
Lips cut, bloody from the RC's I'm slanging
I got junkies who don't know my name but where I'm hanging
I don't fuck with no guns, 'round here we go hand-to-hand
Bloody mouth, always saying shit that you don't understand
Little kid, 'bout to make it big, I'm a sick fuck (Hello, motherfucker)
Up all night snorting fucking speed in a black truck
I got the taste, bitch, I won't go away for this
Demons on my mind, they tell me I should run away and dip
Wanna slit my wrists but I know that I fucking can't
'Cause if I can't be alive then I can't feel dead ([?])
Got a baggie in a little box, roll up to the window shop
Post-box, silk road shit, I'll teach you about
BRUXISM ain't my fucking name but what do you care?
Ask me 'bout my fucking dead eyes and my weird hair
I grow cold as I'm reaching for my lighter
Got a couple more miles and I won't be getting higher
Met a demon in the park at night, he tryna buy my soul
But I just turned around and told him that that shit already sold (Hello, motherfucker)