Trap Metal

Pulverize skeletons drilling the bone I've been packing a Punch on my Grave
Mettle with metal you say it so mellow the hello been missing from paid
Sack of the bones that you claim are your own is just seconds away from it's drain
Blood in your veins has been causing you strange so who telling you it was Grain
Yea

When will you pray for me?
When is it mentally?
When does the problem flee?
What's the Soliloquy?
Homie I'm just a sheep
Up all night, end of sleep
Commanding, I own a fleet
Instead only off my feet

Homie I'm watching I'm waiting to kill you, I'm stacking up info, the timing is perfect
I'll castrate your privates and pull out your insides i'll play wit the entrails, you are a insect
You'll crying upon me you're dying upon me you're striving against me, you'll see it all in fact
Fighting the proper Intellect, give me the retrospect
Please

When is it good?
What was it worth?
I don't want gains, I don't want worth
I don't want issues, didn't want birth
I don't want problems, don't wanna kno