I claim no rights to this beat. Slime is Chainsaw Jensen's debut hit single, and details the usual happenings of his everyday life. It examines such intricate details of life such as tits and man-boobies, as well as making dinner in a way that has never been said live on track like this before, and probably will never be again. His debut album, Chainsaw Season, that was highly anticipated by the hip-hop community at the end of 2018 went triple-platinum in mid-2019, the first time a hip-hop artist from a small town in Connecticut could claim that feat. He now lamps on the same island as Biggie and Tupac, because he had to flee for murdering the game. Violently.

Chainsaw Season

Slime (prod by L.O.B.)

slippin slippin slippin slippin slippin
losing all feeling grippin grippin
kickin back trying to be cool sippin sippin
but I'm feeling like a super villain
put the shoes in the closet say good night spliffin
say fuck it to the cyclical life I'm livin
pour up some gin and

look out at the back yard
yeah I know that shits hard
but you gotta make yourself into something
or get busy doing nothing

I just want my folks to be proud and to listen to how
I like to dance on beats because I'm not so good on my feets
no one wants to hear it I keep this shit discrete
most days I just hide in my sheets
never thought I'd feel so defeated
call me michael scott that's what she said

stuck in front of the tv I'm going braindead
I'm wasted
don't think that I have what it takes to face this

I'll just be here under the radar
girl where the fuck did you go
how the fuck did you get so far
I remember times you were just strapped for cash
you had to steal gas out of your dad's car
now you act like you've got a garage that could fit twelve cars
bitch I've always known

you know who I know
that I know that you know
that I know who you really are
so don't pull that card
seen a picture of you riding in a foreign car
who the fuck are you anymore?
so I'll just roll another one and hope tomorrow might be better
but it's never better
its just that type of weather
that make you feel real ice cold
black heart
I'm a collapsing star
drinking mango carts
I'm a piece of art
feeling more like a piece of shit
man I don't know if this is it
who the fuck are you man what is this
life come at me like a pile of bricks
so you can go and collect your sticks and stones
sit on top of your fake throne
look at what you've done and what you own
what you really own
so don't pick up the phone because I'm not answering
I've got no more to say

card puller (beat by Killa C)

Just trying to build a crew to huff glue and look at each other's boobs