Carnivxre, be that bitch-beater
Lawn mower
I'm the grim reaper, coming for
The unlocked door
Lay the map across the floor, let me plan it out
I am planning a divorce with the leviathan
I am not a priest, I'm the black sheep
I'm the last meal this bitch will ever get
Struggle to take notice, save the best for last
I'm the 10% you're missing on your test
When you commit to suicide
I'm the one you see before you die
Pull up with a gun you know its fun
Us against them
I pull up with a gun to a knife fight
I'm a nice guy, waiting in the line to fuck a bitch
But I like my pussy clean, you can't erase it
But you pray, anyway, thinking anything will change
Thinking everything will go your way, but you let the Devil in
God be knocking on the door, but you can't afford to open it no more
Every penny spent on carnivxre's dick down your throat