[Verse 1:]
This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep
Some food for thought some food for death go 'head and $#&@ing eat

My father's dead well I don't know we'll never $#&@ing meet
I cut my wrist and play piano cause I'm so depressed
Somebody call the pastor this !@$( is so posessed

This meeting just begun, ^!$$% I'm Satan's son

[Verse 2:]

My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent
That I got love for my mother none of you other $#&@as
Are much important I'm getting angrier while recording

I'm feeling like the Bulls, I've got a Gang of Wolves
Odd Future is children that's $#&@ed up on they mental
Simple but probably not, $#&@ 'em


[Verse 3:]
I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as $#&@

Drunk white girls the only way I'll get my dick sucked
Suspended from school coolest ^!$$% without effort
Easy to spot like black (*##$es with fake leopard

Soak me up like a tampon but keep the lamp on
Cause this album packs enough evil
That you can't fit inside a jansport... go to school with this


[Verse 4:]
I go from AP to JC inside of $#&@ing week

Waking up with random girls like "Yo, (*##$, how the $#&@ we meet? "
I stay with grandma she always (*##$ing about her carpet
Every time I walk inside the house she always tend to start %#@!

No to drugs I never spark it, I used to be bullied for honour classes
By those slow as molasses... take this %#@! to school


[Verse 5:]
Raquel treat me like my father like a $#&@ing stranger
She still don't know I made Sarah to strangle her

Not put her in danger and chop her up in the back of a wrangler
All because she said no to homecoming, demons running
Inside my head telling me evil thoughts

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares I caught... go to sleep

[Verse 6:]

I wear green hats because I'm fortunately lucky
$#&@ me the monster said, some how the monster's dead
Inside of me but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

With this state of mind, big moves, max keeble
I'm on my grind feeble, my music is evil
My $#&@ing samples are too illegal... play this %#@! in church


[Verse 7:]
I graduated without honors or a $#&@ing father


He died... no (*##$ don't even $#&@ing bother
I wanted a brother my mother I told her

But instead I got a sister, just like me with her mister nada
So both of our imaginations are creations of the $#&@ing situation
That's having out brains racing like dating... wearing some $#&@ing heelies


[Verse 8:]
I know you $#&@ing feel me, I want to $#&@ing kill me

But times I'm so serious you think I'm silly
I'm doing Big Style Willy couldn't touch 11-7
What's religion ^!$$%? I am Legend