My desire to kill is like a fire that never chills

until the blood bath is entirely filled

I'm neurologically wired never to be tired or still

and you can only admire my skill

there's no beauty in this universe or meaning to find

nothing ever gets done unless its greed thats behind

all I see in nature is its evil design

all I see in people is their need to just die

find yourself a blender, put your penis inside

or I'll find myself a lemon I can squeeze in your eye

just like excon I smoke weed all the time

but my hatred for you all is even more high

everyone hates me, I hate everyone back

who hated who first though, I lost track

I want to iron out and flatten Nom's sack

while I trim off fat from excons back

smoke his ribs like a hog rack with sauce on that

man I'll smoke excon like I smoke my mom's crack

Nom's soundcloud is filled with bogus rappers

none of them are even psyche disorder havers

their raps are sweeter than honey on gramcrackers

I score high in primary and secondary factors

of psychopathy, and probably got PDs in big quantities

shit, there's only ten of them..I probably have all of these

awfully thought-diseased constantly jerking off his meat

thinking of chopping peopl'es nips off and eating the lot of these

I'll chop your feet off and make you sprint across the street

wearing shoes filled with severed nipples and pirhana teeth

I'll marinate your nipples like their teriyaki beef

my only worry is that when their done they'll be too hot to eat

you sexy mother fucker, I'll send those buttocks to sleep

because I'm a toxic freak and I ain't smoked a rock in weeks