Fear

Yeah, I walk in like a plague in a paycheck line, broke as fuck but my soul got a gold-coffin shine, Tattooed eyelids, sleep don’t cross my mind, countin’ sheep with a knife, let the whole flock die, Turn nightmares to pets, put a leash on dread, got a pact with the voices that live in my head, They don’t bark, they bite, leave you half past dead, you’ll be prayin’ for a hearse, get a shopping cart instead, I’m the uncut static in your holy station, dead air whisperin’ your cancellation, Laced my veins with the worst temptations, so the pills take notes on my dedication, Fuck peace, I want panic in your pulse rate, want your momma double-lockin’ on the front gate, Want your pastor see my name and then frustrate, rip the page, tell the choir that it’s “too late”, Talk cheap, I write curses in a Calligraphic font, pen drips pitch, every letter like a haunt, You can quote that shit and still lose your tongue, I don’t drop bars, I swing ‘em like a prison bunk, I ain’t gotta flex steel, my aura’s the weapon, make a grown man stutter like a glitch in the session, Every thought that I harbor got a morgue’s reception, zip-lock smiles, toe-tagged affection, I’m the burn mark on a Ouija board,

letter by letter, spell “leave,” then “war”, Every step I take, every creak in the floor, make the walls bow in like they beggin’ for the Lord, Broke halo in the corner like a busted lamp, flicker when I laugh, whole room feels damp, Sweat cold rivers down your spine, get cramped, knees hit tile like you joined my camp, You flex on the ‘Gram for some petty-ass clout, I flex on your nerves ‘til your veins tap out, Got a coffin on layaway, paid in doubt, every fear that you share is a brick in my house, Hang your hope on a rope ‘til the ceiling talk, hear the studs in the frame say “we feelin’ off”, Demons in my blood, we don’t deal in chalk, outline your fate in a cloud of cough

I want you scared of my shadow,

step in my mind, lose hope, no scaffold, Speakin’ in tongues with the gallows, double-knot thoughts, halos look haggard, Teeth in the floor of my chapel, blood in the wine, that’s a fucked-up sacrament, Prayers in a mouth full of gravel, angels go deaf when the devils start chantin’