This is a song about "Grammar decay prototype amygdalae syntax serial pos"

Serial killer, stuffing bodies in a bacterial pillar

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

Of propaganda so i ready myself to pop this grammar,

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

I deserve to die... deserve to decay,

She will never get by, no how no way

For serial killings across the world.

Back like i never ever left in the first

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

Brace for impact, error syntax, percolate synapses

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

Severing your main veins opening them up with grenades leaving decay

The body will slept through and our mind wont decay

See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way