Jak Tripper - Nothing Is Everything lyrics

I mix lean, king cobra and toad skin I'm home, marshmallow and toasted I used the fire place to burn her clothes in Disposed stiffs I'm too far out in orbit to phone in I'm not like the others, let me explain the whole thing I ain't a coke king I'm at the decomposed dumpsites and cold springs You know where I got the hoes, no strings I kept some gages, necklaces, bracelets and nose rings I dance painted in blood wearing a head dress with a big black mohawk like a spread crow's wing I'll leave your kid's mom hanging from a rope swing Cult, throat like a 686 gulf spring Yeah infected head, like a puss bubble, tuck snub nose What up son yo Look at the devil, he's alive and well crawling out of a one inch blood puddle I'm potent as '97 Yankee Stadium, dust bundles Hook Leave him hogtied in a swamp dead VW bug odor, Bronx wet If he knows too much I make him nod yes You think this is beast mode, not yet I haven't even begun to evolve yet My style's just forming frog legs My bars is creepy Around bars the cops see me in the Hamptons Three piece this crap quick I get ugly like Voorhees when the mask lift Pellets like weed seeds Lift your bike like ET in the basket Skies holocaustic, American flag ornament miles of coffins Trilateral numbers filed across it Fiery angels fall I sit On the shores while deep thunder roll Burning with the fires of ork lit Caskets piled on fork lifts Bath salts em, wired up off it