ROT
(giggle) Cole The King

Rotting my brain
Tarnished, demonic I'm made by the flames
Lacking my patience I'm tired of being insane
Shit's not an image, I'm living the pain
Making a lane
Known as the kid with the paint on his face
Fuck out my way I'm splitting my brain
Dip out the frame I'm a menace I'm surgeon
Like aye
Oh my god
Reality garbage with stuckin at large
Trapped in a fantasy living a dream of facade
Ain't a fuckin mocety
Bite my fuckin style switch it out watch em' copy me
Body inside of a cell in my head I'm a misfit, what?
Making emotions again I'm tired I slip the knot
Watch me gun
I get shit done
Rippin the bleed I'ma slice out my veins, yuh
Riding my brain to the grave yeah
Gotta admit it, I cave
I have been tripping for days
Shout out to COLE THE KING
Murder my mind while I'm focusing
Searching for clout so she notice me
Gutting that bitch so I count to three, like
One, two, three, bitch with the witchcraft
Trip lick bricks on my skin till the whiplash
Deep dig based in my soul with a slick rap
Kickback time not managed my pain in a split sack what
Wrist slit yuh
Lovin the way that she lick that yuh
I am a menace of many X splittin his mind with acentance yeah
Rap is my calling I murder intentions while skippin the molly
Offing myself in a coffin the pistol is smokin I'm seeing the devil
Rap sound metal
My crime stay level
Define my pedal like I stay shredded I burn like ketal
I will not settle for less
Than my mind stay high like above my levels
Still got the juice
I am just gassing these pussies they lighting like fuse
Murder the few
Who be living for lesser than life and they stuck in a loop
All these definities searching for truth
Who is the maker of life and is keepin they numbers than bruce
Fuck this shit
Running the game like the gun click bitch
I am a god they are liars
I'm turning the water the wine into fire