rap

Do you have any f*****g clue,

What pushes me to do the things that i do,

the things that i presue?

I do simply to destoy you, 

to put you threw things

to make you choose,

between sanity and a few screws loose.

im the noose

choking around your neck

makin it hard to take a breath,

lay your a*s to rest,

that feeling in your chess

overwhelming stress,

Like a god i put you threw lifes test,

Im a pest 

theres sumthing wrong,

the new king kong 

the soul is gone

nothin left but

satan spawn