Grey tez's

Social security aint gone do shit for me, want all the money i got from the money tree

Food wont de-hunger me, try to gon, hunter me, dont got give a damn ghosty just blowin tree

Ghosty gone comfort me, aint a confronting thing, got scars from my damagin,

Frontin a face but my scars keep on bothering, body is cold and my mind always frose, someone come chalk the scene

From the dead i arose i got some shades to block the sun

and if the day that i pose for a pic i slaughter, in decay i got holes but my brain had swalled all of em

got a blade to her throat she told me pain has never bothered her

I got grey on my toes yea my tezz's lasted longer

Than my brain off the skunk now im barely even talkin, got a myth to debunk savage alex on the roster yeah

The visions clearer, thank the devil and his monsters yeah