I too am bizarre like Mantra with that obese D12 bar
Illogicality of penitentiaries packed with mental infirmities
Kanye bipolar mental phases toxic as volcanic gases
Manic depressive, starved cannibalistic objectives
Iniquitous mentality doesn’t wanna escape purgatory
Hell’s asphalt rugged terrain, brain excruciated by pain
Wes Craven nightmares, screams of sorrow scattered in air
Alliance with wickedness, vivid visions of devil corpses
From Apocalypse the beast crawls, Armageddon enthralled
Ardor notion of seventy-four virgins for male martyrs
Guerrilla warfare mind-state in the planet of the apes
I’ll enter eye of storm solely to wreak infinite havoc
My Spanish flu pandemic will leave planet in a panic
Brimstone spray from up above like vultures that prey
Six-headed serpents’ inscriptions, spiritual incantations
Infinite exorcisions of demons with Father Merrin diction