Scarecraw (feat. Buckshot)

Well Bitch I’m a scarecraw
So I can’t feel nothing
Yellin at the sunset Light myself on Fire
Haunted Moundddd Scarecrows In the Cornfield
Throwin Molotovs
Bitch I rot like a Scarecrowee
Rockin my Trueys
Runnin Round the sleepy Barn With my Fuckin Reaper
I’m a realScarecrawwwww
Yeah I’ma real Scarecrow

I’ma Scarecraw
Stuck in my wicked scarecrow Ways
All or nothin
This them all or nothing days
Posted in the cornfield like a scarecrow with my haunted boys
smoke so many cancer sticks she top me Damn she say it Burn
AK in my Pocket pull it out like Mary Poppins
We got dumb long muskets cutters Just like Davy crockett
Gotcha Screamin MotherJust like danzig
By the old assWillow tree Burlap mask still Creepin
Daytime nightmares You Better Beware
Scarecrow shawtyyy
Ima call up Buckshot
Riden a Black Hearse thru My foresttttt
World still burnin Posted Up like a scarecraw

Moon eclipse the sun illuminated through my eyes
Flock of birds droppin dead, raining from the sky
Broken down sawmill still rippen through my mind
Candle wax drippin bdown bleeding on the shrine

Scarecrow
Scarecrow
I’m a real scarecrow
Talking to myself when I’m walking on the railroad
Hit the dead end finally found out where the path go
Ive been up for days tryna kick it with my shadow
Broken down
Broken down
Alone in a ghost town
Backing on your steps but you don’t know where to go now
Paranoia pushing through, holding on to hope
Nothing really matters when you’re lost on a dirt road

Born in a field I’m a child of the cornnnn
I stay Up for 3 weeks staying up for 3 more
Fuck a real life haunted mound live in loreee
Dead dog farm Blood red barn door