Immerse myself in discontent
Hoping you can only repent these things
It smells like ginger
What you mean, I ain't green like Timothy?
Dead leaves in the breeze, sweep your chimneys
See the boy tried me, now the boy deceased
They put the blame on me, but hey it wasn't me
Like God can judge me, but only God can see
I ain't bein' judged, no one judging me
I walk on water, pain and torture, what I bring to these
And there's a war in my head, just like the Middle East
And I'm the flurry, vision blurry, see soliloquies
I didn't get the memo, didn't CC me
Only see-see me when I'm doing burglaries
And if it weren't on TV you wouldn't have ever seen
Fuck God, I'm a dog backwards
Backwards, I don't smoke Backwoods
What you
