Twist L's - Candles lyrics

Hello campers how goes I'm a codeine jello shot with poppy aloe Uppers on the down-low I'm my mother's little walking abortion on the couch stoned I'm Gacy's clown nose Jak don't look so down, how though? I looked up to Cobain and Edgar Al Poe I'm brown dope I'm a left handed schizophrenic, I'm South Pole I spit this on a mic awesome then hung in a room I fel**tio Wiccans, my tongue in a brew Kick sh** laced like tongues in a shoe Tell Keith Thorton I come from the moon I'm popping sh** like dung in a spoon Old engine running on fumes, I'll make you a fan in one of my rooms I'm a plane going down smoking on low mileage f**ing grinding sh** I fortified my nitch by showing up on foot and freestyling f** your head up like a nerve damaged blind hairstylist I'll start a movement like Zionists Then hang myself to Cla**ical music with strings ripped off of a violin On the block I'm throwing fire sh** like I was botched rioting Got locked cuz I'm not trying to run from cops after I pop Vicodin Couch potato, I even sit firing I'm about to sell out and go Pop, a hot artist to go virulent I'm about to sell out and go Pop, a hot artist to go virulent