Still feeling like shit 
Staring into the abyss 
I know I won’t be missed
That’s why I got these slits
Still in my narcissistic ways 
Been drowning in these waves 
Of depression, ruining my day 
I don’t even wanna be saved 
I don’t got a good image
But I’m far from being finished
My souls been diminished 
Just tryna make y’all listen
Don’t know why I keep going on 
But slacking feels so wrong 
Miss seeing you in your thong 
When we’d cuddle all night long 
Miss when you were here for me
But you won’t hear from me
4:00 AM, listen to my heart beat
Fuck it, I’m riddled with anxiety
Bring me down to Hell
Living where the demons dwell
I’m stuck inside my cell 
I feel my flesh melt
Scrape it off my bones
Living in this burning home 
Leaking out my mouth, it’s foam
Just tryna taste the chrome

HOLLOW

This bitch saying eat me out
But I’m tryna get an EP out 
This shit is therapy, not for clout 
Tie bricks to my feet and watch me drown

Chasing who I used to be
But Ion know who I used to be
People keep on using me
Take some shots before I smoke my weed

Think about the past
While I try to not relapse 
Controls been outta my grasp
Just hit a new low, hope this high will last

Haven’t slept in a week
I feel like a zombie 
Giving bitches the creeps
When they all up on me

It’s always the same shit
Tired of all this fake shit 
Bump Cig C before the fame hit
Take this roach and face it

Begging for some rest 
I know I’m closer to my death
Always, always outta breath
My life ain’t no fucking flex

DEAD ZONE

Peanut gallery up in my ear
“Please stop rapping and cut your hair”
Bitch, I’m me, why would I care?
Do what I want, and do it with flair 

My spit tastes so sweet 
Prolly from all this nicotine 
And you know I stay a fiend 
Got my bottle and some green

Fuck a price tag
Got that twelve pack snatched
I pull out my stash
Got a blunt on my lap

Always gotta look my best 
Even when I’m full of dread 
Depression ain’t a flex 
How bout you get a reality check

Murdered in Manassas but I’m loving it
Don’t give a fuck about the government
Or some stupid covenant 
And no shit, my death is imminent 
My death is imminent

MURDERED IN MANASSAS

Drown me in the lake
Tired of all these mistakes
How much more can I take
Before I fucking break?
Up all night, I’m awake
Got withdrawals from no vape
Just a hobby, been unpaid
Drop a song, hope for fame
My emotions always sour
Always losing power 
Storms taking down these towers
Bottles wash away these hours 
Buy the cheapest gun
And a single slug
My own grave that I dug
Now I’m rotting with the bugs 

Post suicide clarity
I’m loving the humidity 
Y’all could never be me
Cuz at heart I’m that centipede 
 Drinking mixed with vaping 
With sleep deprivation 
Ain’t a good combination 
My heads been aching 
For a very long time 
I’m just tryna do it right 
This battles a losing fight 
But this bottles sealed real tight
Boutta pop it open
Talking about my dome and
It’ll be a loud explosion 
Room flooded with a red ocean

RED OCEAN

One day I’ll fly out to Colorado 
Empty Mags will us cop a bottle 
We’ll drown out all of our sorrow
Another chance to feel less hollow 

Thrashing round like a shark 
Hit up the plug, what’s it cost 
All these hoes have got me lost 
Lay me in the ground, cover me in moss 

I’m just some hopeless white trash 
Turn these feelings into ash  Give my thigh another open gash
Don’t know how much longer I can last

Living this life
All these lonely nights 
Leave me out to die
Nothing feels right 

I’m tired of it all
Y’all never see me call
I’m just tryna ball 
But I still always fall

DIPHENHYDRAMINE

Stomp on a cig with my black osirises
Smoke clouds my vision as the sea rises
The high hits my brain then I start to reminisce 
Cut my own hands off before I call em, I gotta resist 

Attracting these girls, I’m magnetic 
Feel the flow, it’s kinetic 
I never been photogenic 
But I’m often rejected

Disrespected
Another lesson
Not to mention 
Y’all got me stressing 

Once again, I’m back in this awful place 
I hate to say, everyday feels the fucking same
Whatchu say? You’re just another lame 
Tired of playing all these fucking games 

Soon I’ll erase my brain
Rot in the Abyssal Plain
Cuz I always been so drained 
Light the blunt and fade away 

I don’t need no introduction 
I been saying fuck a function 
People talking bout that tussin
But you know they never chugging

I need an autopsy
For my body
Yeah, it’s rotting 
Ain’t no stopping it 

Leave my inner child in the car 
Watch him burn, I spit some bars
I knew I’d never get too far 
Why you think I’m tryna be a star?

Never got to finish school normally 
Homeschooled cuz I was an anomaly 
Bitches tryna pull up on my property 
Pussy boys who can’t talk properly

Parasites in my flesh 
With the pain up in my chest 
Tired, I just wannna rest 
Not alive, I’m prolly dead

Prolly, prolly, prolly dead
Prolly dead
Hope I’m fucking dead

I push away from the crowd 
Try to stay out of this town 
Ima never calm down 
Til my head hit the ground

I’m the concept of my conscious 
Tear it up in the mosh pit 
My hope? I had never lost it 
Just another piece of shit prophet
Piece of shit prophet

PROLLY DEAD

I’m a koolaid colored creep
Smoking kools, my addictions deep
My room is where I’ll be
I cut myself and let it bleed

Just another sad bag of shit
I light up another cig 
My heart is fucking empty
So I fill my lungs until I can’t breathe, fuck

Staring at the ceiling 
Looking for some reasons 
Looking for a meaning
I’m barely breathing 

I sparked the lighter
Getting lit, the grass on fire Now my lungs are tighter 
Droopy eyes, I’m tired 

But damn I miss who I was
When I remembered who I was
Before my brain was filled with fuzz
Before I was hurt from the things I’ve fucking done

CIG KIDS AND SAD BAGS OF SHIT

Watch my brain deteriorate 
Feeling retarded just like Gabe
Bug Boy but without the fame
On the daily, feeling lame

Nicotine up in my blood
Giving these mosquitos a buzz
Fuck a slut, I’m never cuffed
At most, I stick it up their butt

Rotting in the mausoleum 
Spotted in the colosseum
Breaking chains to earn my freedom 
From addiction, my skulls leaking

I could use some gimmicks
So that I could fit in 
But that ain’t the mission 
Tryna cause carbon emissions 

From these vapes that I’m hitting
All this liquor got me pissing
Snakes be biting and hissing 
Now there’s venom in my system 

Now I’m bleeding internally 
All this pains internal, please 
Come at me with some ease at least 
Nah, fuck you and your dignity 

Bitch, stop begging for some pennies 
I really don’t got that fucking many 
But struggles? You know I got plenty
People wish they never met me

My whole life’s a fucking blur
Only pour my heart out when I’m slurred 
Fuck a crowd and that’s for sure
You know I been wanting more

#VAPEKING

Never wanted to touch a substance 
But it helps for when I’m struggling 
I’m just tryna get a buzz and
Maybe feel less burdened or something 

Try to put my pain into some words
It only makes me feel worse 
I’ve been carrying this curse
Ever since my fucking birth 

Rather be kissing bullets til I’m dead 
So I can forget about your flesh 
I’m tryna be better than the rest
Spray chemicals into the rats nest 

I stay hanging on by a thread
I know y’all ain’t no threat 
Talking shit but ion sweat
Fuck some more, move onto the next 

All these hoes biting, yea I got em hooked
Steal their heart and rip it up, I’m a filthy crook
Tryna meet me up with me but I’m booked
Try and cause a problem, I keep em shook 

Keep em fucking shook

KISSING BULLETS

I’m devoid of any purpose 
Asking if it was all worth it
Too high, feeling like a tortoise 
Stiffen up from rigor mortis

Love the sound of the storm 
But in it I feel so worn 
My brains battle torn 
Pacing back and forth 

Chopped up thighs, I am the weakest
Show a sneak peek of my realness
Beat me up til I’m the realest
Bottled up emotions, seal it

Hang me up just like a keychain
Lace me, keep me fucking tweaking 
Pray that soon I will stop breathing 
Keep going on without a reason 

Washing up in the shower 
Thinking bout how nothing matters
Obsessed with my blood splatter 
So high, I’ve returned to Saturn

UNFORTUNATE INTRODUCTION

Chilling in the archipelago 
I was forgotten a long time ago
I already had tied the rope 
In an attempt to save my soul

The Cemetery Centipede 
Got these nihilistic tendencies
Been racking up these enemies
Who’s tryna see the end of me?

I’m just tryna survive 
I been on my last life
Smoking to pass the time
I’m just freezing in the ice

My eyes always full of deceit 
Fuck em over til I can’t breathe 
One day I’ll win and they’ll taste defeat
Then maybe I’ll rest more easily

Rest more easily

ARCHIPELAGO

THE GOOD PART:

Out all night and I stay lowkey (Lowkey)
Fuck y'all hoes, you don't know me (Know me)
Leave bad thoughts in the deep cold sea (Cold sea)
Up on my luck like I'm winning Yhatzee (Yhatzee)
Black leopard print got me dropping dimes
People wanna leech like a parasite
Ghost em all like a poltergeist
Outta my shell like an ammonite (Shit!)
Who can't tell that I'm festering mold? (Lowkey)
Damned if you do and damned if you don't (Know me)
Lichen King don't care 'bout the gold (Cold sea)
I'm just tryna save some these souls (Yhatzee)
Look in my eyes and you'll see that I'm freezing
Tortuous hell be restricting my breathing
Lifetime depression for all of the seasons
Cigcada unknown, like bitch, who that boy creeping?
(Creeping, creeping, creeping)

NOOSES

Got a close casket, got a close casket, got a close casket 
Got a close casket, got a close casket, got a close casket
Got a close casket, got a close casket, got a close casket

Tired of fucking waiting 
I’m way too impatient 
Two blunts got me saying
Was I always this jaded?

Fucking underground  Is where I’m coming out 
Bitch, I’m coming now
Cigcada in your town

Got a new gash
Cuz I’m running outta cash
And this high won’t fucking last 
Take a gun and make it blast 

Bullets rooted in my soul
Never grow to be old
Only sixteen and I’m boutta fold
Lost my mind some years ago 

Got a close casket, got a close casket, got a close casket 
Got a close casket, got a close casket, got a close casket
Got a close casket, got a close casket, got a close casket

I be smoking
In the open 
DG closed and
Bottles stolen 
Overloaded
Still Im coping
Freezing cold and
Feeling broken  

Never been enough
Always bite my tongue
I’ve fried my lungs
Concealing cuts

And I got a new one
You really wanna be sum?
Try til your brain is numb
My bodys turned to rust

Bitches got me surrounded 
You love me? I doubt it
Always felt so doubted 
My minds so damn cloudy

Addictions got me oozing
Indica got me snoozing 
Bitches love my music
Asking “what it do, cig?”

Asking, “what it do, cig?”

CLOSE CASKET

Cigcada break the law 
While there’s tension in my jaw 
I’m composed of all these flaws
So I keep on writing bars

Looking like a dead frog
Daily, got the brain fog
Fucked up cuz I met God
Spilled him with the chainsaw

Tired of all these fake hoes
Hiding behind halos
Pure? I wouldn’t say so
I stay real and lay low

Im that koolaid colored creep 
Hustle til I’m six feet deep
Every night they stay asleep
Best know, Ima shake the scene

Never be consumed by greed
Fucked up, but I’m tryna preach 
I’m just tryna keep my peace
Snooze off diphenhydramine

Always fucked up when the night end
Everything will come to light and
Then I will become enlightened 
Growing mind from psilocybin 

Roaming with forgotten titans
Gaining wisdom from Poseidon
His voice shouting while the tide bend
Stab him with his mighty trident

PSYCHOSIS MONKEY DREAM

[PROD. FLOORISH]

These simple minds
Never gotta think twice
Bout their shitty life’s 
Jealous, I want a bite 

Gimme a piece of that pie 
Stab me, do it twice  
I’ll just fucking multiply 
Leading my own swarm of flies

Quiet boy from a quiet town 
People stare but never make a sound 
Always rolling loud 
Speakers bumping real loud 

No apologies
Cuz I’m better than these
Fake ass wannabes
I know what I fucking wanna be

You’re too busy talking shit
To know the life you wanna live
Tried to save you from that shit
But you’re just too incompetent 

Fucked up hoes, I had to leave that
Left and I’ll never fucking be back
Shawty, you know that I need that
Camouflaged until I bleed some tree sap 

I’m yo bitches favorite earworm
Buzzing like another bee swarm
Got old clothes, another tee worn 
Off my meds, you gotta be warned 

Be warned that I got no off switch 
People gas me up just like I’m Auschwitz 
Head in the ground just like an ostrich 
Cigcada a motherfucking boss, bitch

INHUMATION

Weather getting colder
I fear I’m growing older 
Reaper by my shoulder
Watching Hell freeze over
Middle of October 
Never choosing sober 
Pain weighs on me like a boulder
My new girl bipolar
I feel like a polar bear
Got my new hair
Don’t really care
Bout my life, I tear
My skin up like paper
Vaping all this vapor 
Probably die later Moments never savored
Put on my new jacket 
Think about this rap shit
Praying for some Xanax
Pray I catch you lacking 
Sleep and hope I don’t wake up
Not tryna see the sun
But my homie got his cup 
I do too cuz I don’t give a fuck

No, I really don’t give a fuck

FREEZING POINT

I always just end up abandoned 
Fucked up bitch, I got some baggage
Ruin the vibe by spewing some sad shit
Don’t know where I’ll go but I guess I’ll manage 

Killing myself like I got a clone
I’m never tryna pick up the phone 
I’m tired of these fake ass hoes
They just here cuz I can make em moan

Can’t keep going on and that’s a fact 
Nobodies tryna hear me rap 
Just torture me and make it last
Any typa success is outta my grasp
 Popping some new edibles 
All my problems been mental 
Mixing some new chemicals
Cuz I didn’t wanna grow 

Don’t know why, I got no answers 
All these calls just go unanswered 
Leave me like it really matters
Been used to these same old patterns

Why did I ever choose you
Love just ain’t something I’m used to
Probably got a few loose screws 
Still alive but I do mourn you

Always hate it when you call me
I just fucking end up sobbing 
Fuck you, my peace gone, I lost it
On the edge, I’m out of options

On the edge, I’m out of options
On the edge, I’m out of

OUTTA OPTIONS

OMINOUS

Blowing all this dope
Because I’m struggling to cope
I got no money, bitch, I’m broke
But this bitch is getting soaked 
When I say I lost all hope 
So she fucking getting choked 
Cuz I been caught up in her rope
She leaving right after we smoke
Don’t want her to go
I love the meat around her bones
I tied her up with no parole
Not letting my girl to be a hoe
Leave her freezing in the snow 
Now her body turning cold 
Deep in Hell is where I’ll go 
And Ima try to steal the throne 

Walking round, I feel so lost 
Been blacked out, I’m way too crossed 
Pain stings like a thousand wasps 
Off the ledge, my body tossed
Walking round, I’m in the mist 
Always got my knife equipped
I’m alone, don’t need a clique 
I solo a track and still make it a hit

Blowing all this dope
Because I’m struggling to cope
I got no money, bitch, I’m broke
But this bitch is getting soaked 
When I say I lost all hope 
So she fucking getting choked 
Cuz I been caught up in her rope
She leaving right after we smoke
Don’t want her to go
I love the meat around her bones
I tied her up with no parole
Not letting my girl to be a hoe
Leave her freezing in the snow 
Now her body turning cold 
Deep in Hell is where I’ll go 
And Ima try to steal the throne

Walking round, I’m getting cold
Gotta stay warm to nurture mold 
Fuck growing up and getting old
I’ll slash my wrists, my soul been sold
Walking round, I feel so numb
Waiting til the reaper come 
Told him he’s a fucking bum 
Now I’m spewing up some bloody chunks

WALKIN ROUND

[PROD. SPHYNX]

Praying for better days
Ain’t got no Medicaid 
I overmedicate
Now need a medics aid
I been out the mix
But I still got your bitch
Bumping all my new hits
And she got some nice lips
Loving that taste
Fucking on her waste
Grew up in a trailer, I’m inhaling dirty waste
Breaking in, I’m silent 
Dodging police sirens Tired of fucking hiding
Just spark up the lighter 
Don’t know what had happened Suddenly, I’m rapping 
Telling me to get a life but I’m too busy laughing 
Do you need a napkin? 
Looking pretty sad, man
Leaving them behind was the best thing that had happened
Rapping on some melodies 
Spitting, I’m that centipede
Never live til twenty three
That’s what they been telling me
Rapping on some melodies 
Spitting, I’m that centipede
Never live til twenty three
That’s what they been telling me

Praying for better days
Ain’t got no Medicaid 
I overmedicate
Now need a medics aid
I been out the mix
But I still got your bitch
Bumping all my new hits And she got some nice lips
Loving that taste
Fucking on her waste
Grew up in a trailer, I’m inhaling dirty waste
Breaking in, I’m silent 
Dodging police sirens Tired of fucking hiding
Just spark up the lighter 
Don’t know what had happened Suddenly, I’m rapping 
Telling me to get a life but I’m too busy laughing 
Do you need a napkin? 
Looking pretty sad, man
Leaving them behind was the best thing that had happened
Rapping on some melodies 
Spitting, I’m that centipede
Never live til twenty three
That’s what they been telling me
Rapping on some melodies 
Spitting, I’m that centipede
Never live til twenty three
That’s what they been telling me
...
Loving that taste
Fucking on her waste
Grew up in a trailer, I’m inhaling dirty waste
Loving that taste
Fucking on her waste
Grew up in a trailer, I’m inhaling dirty waste
Loving that taste
Fucking on her waste
Grew up in a trailer, I’m inhaling dirty waste, waste

I CAN SEE THE WORLD MELTING

Drained from pain 
Serrated blade
It stains my brain  
Betrayed for claims
You say you’ll change 
Remain the same
You aim for fame
But stay a miserable lame
I didn’t want this
Brain is haunted 
Wish that I could stop it
Bitch, come out of the closet
“Call me, please” was what you saying 
Thinking bout me while you wasted
Don’t owe you shit but you cannot face it
Fuck out my face, always complaining 
Acting like a sad little bitch 
Thought that you were better than this 
Crocodile tears, I’ll never miss 
Go on, try to fucking diss 
Just mad I’m better in a shorter time 
Keep stealing bars like they ain’t mine (illuminate)
Better go back to fucking snorting lines
Only time you’ll ever feel fucking fine 
Stick to your cycles 
And quit the lies, hoe 
I just dropped Tidal 
I know I’m your idol 
Stick to your cycles 
And quit the lies, hoe 
I just dropped Tidal 
I know I’m your idol
Just cuz you at war with yourself 
Don’t mean you gotta put me on the shelf 
Improving even without your help 
Asking for bars, you needed my help 
Basically wrote half of Empty Paradox (L album)
Cuz all my ideas stay straight out the box 
Telling people I’m a fucking slimy fox
Keep on riding my motherfucking cock, bitch

CLOUT CHASIN' NARCISSIST (botted followers diss)

TIL MY DEATHS DECLARED

[PROD. DEAD RETIRE] 

Love em looking dead
Gotta keep em full of dread 
Ain’t no money spent 
Don’t gotta drop a dime just to get a fucking bitch wet 
No enjoyment
Chugging poison 
Hearing voices 
Trauma resurfaced, I guess it’s buoyant
I guess it's fucking buoyant
...
Ain’t no love up in my heart
Which you knew from the fucking start
You’re better off as cover art
No dreams of mansions, fancy cars 
Fuck all those “amenities”
I just want peace, that’s all I need
I’m chiefing til I’m outta weed
Not hard to please, just lemme breathe
VA ain’t for lovers 
And I got your girl under my covers
Rise up from my fucking slumber 
Now I’m freezing, what a bummer 
Got the fucking worst mindset 
Spit out tracks, til I’m the best 
I wonder if I’m better yet 
For now, gotta go get high to rest

ASH IS OUR PUREST FORM

[PROD. GREY] 

Eating popcorn shrimp
Making music on a whim 
Always lose, I never win 
Tired of always tryna sin 

Walking to the cemetery
Fucking up my adversaries 
I’m a koolaid cassowary
Berry Blossom vapes a cassowary

Switch up to a new flow
Shiny like a new phone  
Rabid like I chew bones 
Sad boy you already known 

Known I like em dirty 
Find me lurking 
I stay burning
Bright flame always lit til I die with no purpose 

With no fucking purpose
Life ain’t ever worth it 
Y’all make this shit a circus 
Hope y’all bleed, y’all deserve it

I got comfort in the tied up thread
Cut off blood flow to my neck
Boiling blood from words unsaid
Flies swarm me like I’m their nest

Sleeping the whole day away 
Smoking til I feel like clay 
My thighs look like fish fillet
Leave walls up like barricades

I don’t wanna grow old
Lace my lungs with this mold
Now my face is pale and cold
I’ll never turn to gold

Why they always do me wrong 
They hurt me, I laugh it off
Never felt like I belong 
Everyone forgot Freefall

POPCORN SHRIMP (VAULT)

[PROD. DREAMSYXX]

My whole life a mystery
Forgot all of these injuries
But still living in misery
Fuck, I’m done, I’m hoping this bullet finish me
...
Take my life, I hesitate 
Realize that I’m running late
Gotta go out, see my friends new place
Maybe there’s good times to celebrate 
Knew it would get better, just needed some time 
When I think about it, I’m doing pretty fine
Used to say I was fucked by design
Now realize, I’m a ten outta nine
Nine times outta ten, I give it my best 
But the ten percent got me thinking I’m a mess
Suffering way more in my head
Gotta calm down and get some rest
But I’m up late, recording vocals 
Don’t wanna network, I’m not that social 
I can’t even flex, I’m not that boastful
Writers block again, it’s like I’m tryna journal
Switching up my flow just for today 
Thinking bout some girl that’s some hours away
Might have to pull up cuz she in my state
But ion know if she feels the same
...
Do you feel the same? 
Do you think I’m lame?
Would you worship my grave?
Would you worship my grave?
For me, for me
For me, for me
For me, for me
For me, for me

DEVOTION

[PROD. SORROW BRINGER]

<< KHRIS >>

Bitch, it was me 
Look at the blood on my tee
I got the police behind me
I'm not gonna freeze

I got the pack and the glock chillin under the seat
I ordered a P
Think I'm a lil bit short so I hit up the plug I'm like what do you mean?
"Aye shit, my bad bro I'll bless you tomorrow"
Yeah that's right bitch what did you think

If ima do it I do it for me
I don't need nobody else
9 tuck you in but 40 will put you to sleep
They sitting right there on the shelf 

I'm smoking pressure, you tell by the smell
This shit exotic, choke you on inhale
Packs touching down, I'll see you in the mail
If you dont see me, I'll switch up to braile

Drop that when I pop that 
Then the body will be in the bag
I don't pop tags, I just drop racks
And put some new pants on my fuckin ass

I don't like shit, try a new stab 
I don't write shit 
I pull it out the air
See a 5-0, then I'm out there

Ion bounce checks 
Paid full cash
Got old leather on my new bag
Mix Old hunnids with my blue cash

I got dark tint, like "Who dat?"
When I pull up, better move fast 
I got that pressure maker loaded and ready
It make an appearance 

Sleazeball slick on the flow, I spear it 
When I get near it, you better fear it

<< CIGCADA >>

H-H-Holy fuck, I drank so much, I’m hoping that the fun will last 
I ain’t going to no party unless I see em shaking ass 
If you didn’t know, bitch, give me a beat and you’ll see how I spazz
Banger after banger, my tracks stay harder than a heart attack

Won’t sell my soul but every day I drain it
I been feeling pretty hopeless, don’t know when I’m gonna make it
Bitch, I’m chilling like a villain, ain’t no time for being jaded 
Aint no cap up in my rap, fuck y’all who thinking that I fake it

I drink, I smoke, I’m killing myself quick 
Dirty bitch fucked til the pussy pungent 
Confront em bout rumors, they reluctant
Ain’t got shit on me, except how I fuck, bitch 

All these people wishing I was dead
So I hide my silhouette
D-D-Drinking to forget
All this pain I’m feeling stays on read

SNØW

cemetery centipede in the flesh 🪰
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