I’m a cannibal like Hannibal

Evil as Hades see I'm supernatural

Blood & guts Oh so graphical,

I'm toxic and violent it comes natural

I'm psychotic I might need a psychiatrist oh that's laughable,

I got hypnotic words I'm adaptable, with maximal

Syllables with criminal images, I'm an unpredictable animal,

A catastrophic rageholic, unchangeable chaotic individual

I'm original, you can’t see the invisible

Paint a picture too vivid for the visual

Because what you hear in your radio is not the typical

Always been a little left of cynical

They said the killing was a satanic ritual

Holy man you see I’m spiritual

Psychological giant, tyrant who lies it becomes habitual

All your poems, you rip them up,

Wrote pages about your spirit

And how it’s not being lifted up,

My words spits acid I burn through plastic

It splits atoms cradle to the casket

I'm worse than the mentally ill, a bad habit

I'm felling automatic, supersonic,

So erratic don't listen to the static,

It's how I express, what I repress,

When I address, that I'm impressed

But I confess I'm depressed pain I digest

Look through my iris see the crisis the virus it’s inside us

The villain confide us can’t divide us back to old vices

To my own devices Inner-demon rises,

My third eye remains sightless I will survive this

Cause life is indecisive becoming lifeless

Alone, bleeding, staring, voiceless trying to fight this

It's tragic, causing havoc, Very graphic

Locked into a mental challenged jacket because I'm psychotic,

Poetically hypnotic, more like a narcotic

I’m an evil python you can’t handle this

I spit so venomous my bite is cancerous

I'm a hazardous heathen smoking up cannabis

I'm a rebellious assassin the next profit of sin

A misfit an outcast stuck in pain

With voices in my brain

I'm wickedly sadistic with cannibalistic

Intentions slicing your wrist

Down to the absence

Nightmares in my dreams

With Vivid scenes the turbulence

Of Screams it's not as it seems

Catch stab wounds, and be gashed, with torn fabrics

Somersault Tactics, Crack, a Hundred Vaults Backwards

Practice, Throwing Daggers, and Javelins, through you B**tards

Celestial Bodies, Lurking in the Deep, Dark Pastures

Strange Noise, Infra-Red Storm, that Forms Gasses

Smacked him Left his skull fractured

Took his soul Cashed it Some Cold Blooded B**tards

Time holds all answers steady getting

All the unknown’s factors

I'm a whole savage but the fact is

I'm really done speaking

Bet I come squeezing make them

Repent fast-beating heart preaching

Vagrant Bums leeching

Burst their bubble left they lungs leaking...

Call me Thorn Taken back control of this cult practice

Young adult spastics propaganda walking

Gets the folks clashing Default to madness

Fitting the narrative of under-evolved fascists