prod me

lyrics 

mmm u
say i haven’t been the man

don’t act 
like i’ve never had a  
a reason to 
you hoe

porque dentro mi viven dos..

talking shit like u don’t even know 

i’m close 

i’m not a jesus fan
but still better than most ya

hm molested kid 
hm ok just take the ostia 

my heart sinks 

feel my stomach start to sour 

picking at scabs 
off of my hands
for the hour 

fox news baby yes
say my country is a mess  
nah…

fetishize 
before u ever gave me rights 
would have offed myself 
if it wasn’t for the prayers 
gonna stab my fucking parents 
in the back 
with the fact
then i’ll stab myself too
cause what’s good is only fair 
once i take a look into the mirror 
im a rip my fucking hair out
till the skin on my scalp 
fall revealing red bone 
fuck it 
why not shove into
my stomach 
let the blood pour out 
This fucking puppet

tracy (hi - fidelity)

abescii