Yo what’s crackalacking I'm a cracker that you won't be catching lacking. Swag is what you lack and I got lots but I ain't bragging. I’m like a damn dragon flapping through the air but when I’m on the ground each step I take has flames coming out of the asphalt.

Me and Friday chilling right outside the Rite-Aid that was right near where EDP was caught, Bakersfield, California. Just like him you fools are lying, that you're brain ain't frying every time hear his or my shit because you hate your lives yeah.

Me and the homie Jay Waga jaywalking through Redondo into Lawndale to my house to grab a coffee and some cough drops cause I'm coughing Grady got all of us sick again. Can he slip on a fricking mask? I’m sick of this shenanigans!

Call me Ogopogo monster from the Okanogan, I'm a monster who's quick to bite a hoser poser who did not lock in or I'm Loch Ness. I know you do not got skills the same ones that belong to me and all the other Skidmarx kids.

Supreme please sponsor me! Why? Cause I got lots of steez, JK I'm not that good all that I can do is pop ollies. All these girls on top of me but all I want’s a (WHAT?) baddie that listen to Jack Stauber or Nirvana’s heat.

Is there something wrong with me? Probably, but there’s a lot of me and I ain’t stopping until the world has seen all of it! “All of Me,” they calling me a legend just like Johnny is. Raunchy as a sailor that just lost a lot of cargo-

The audience is always shocked at me, whether it be the bops I drop or jaws dropping at my out of pocket comedy. Writing better rhymes than TSS? That’s a lottery! Album getting ranked above SkidCircus? That’s a robbery (FUCK)!

Rizzing up Latinas with my lesbian homies, heading to 7/11 with Younes for some sodas. That posse of scrawny children called Skidmarx are my cronies, and you can’t spit better than me because I just keep on flowing (DAMN, SKIDMARX IN THIS BITCH, fuck).

Back again

Pack it in

It wasn't my fault that I bust it, pack it in with a touch of love, no

And I see it once, far away

I know by love it'd never come again, life is only coming once though

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A palace once held by a powered, sacred king

All lost due to the king's attempted suicide

It can show how vulnerable I may be

It may coincide with the shown attempt to die

But it's all lost now, many years behind

It was shown to be a way to be a victory, you'll find

But it's now or never (But it's a way to neglect forever)

It's about time to show you the palace (It's about time to kill us all now)

It's a fire that will burn down our house (I'll start a fire to burn down our palace)

Maybe we should burn down our evil thoughts (Why would you even think this? NO!)

(One, two)

(One, two, three, four)

Another factor is a contender to a faculty disruption

With another sort being out of sorts

I pledge up for the king

The king is dead, he died from suicide

Remember?

Well with this disruption calls for another two problems

With one being a major stable infraction

Our base is truly gone

How can we possibly move on?

I understand that what I did was wrong

But I guess one day I would go again and be part of this song

Never really could've chanted with the other people that I never really wanted to compare to

I understand what I did and what I said

I don't own a chorus but as I got a place to live

I don't think I'm ready to die right now, I already died before

You understand that was I said was no harm

But I guess living is not such a place to be a charm

But look at you now

You understand your game, you spear me

You speak with me, so I know

Breaking the floor is tough

But I can't necessarily go without getting luck

But not really sure on who's on my side

Winning a war was fine, but doing this is a crime

Look at my life, It's stuck in pieces

As I break down the walls, you understand the treason is breaking my walls

It's heavenly insane as if I already haven't gone to heaven before

Look at the place, look at the strength that I've became

But look at you now, understand what I kept on saying, but look

We are not done just yet

One day you gotta speak with me and all

of my old friends

I am FleshHead, hairless so I'm never getting bedhead, bleeding out my eyes, ears, and mouth so my flesh red, your girlfriend pulls up to my nest then I get head, then we get rest on my red bed, till eleven

“FleshHead, FleshHead, what the heck is FleshHead, headed through the wormhole where did I end up?”

That’s what they all say on all days of the week but not the year because I hibernate on the 15th of every month on the calendar all twelve, take a delve into my rabbithole, welcome into hell

Screams and yelling coming from the sand when I walk past, I only drink gas blink once and I've ran fast, on glass, Villani's New Balances on my cold skin no socks or nothing just some boxers and a warm will

And a yellow (Su)preme 5-Panel made of warm twill, the centipedes and creepy crawlies are coming I warn you

But hey, I need to chill I'm always everywhere at once the wallpaper is my playground we have so much fun

Insects never run so I jog since I’m half, I’m a friendly man but make me mad and you’ll feel a crab’s wrath

After retreating I’m eating some Planter’s peanuts you demean me go suck Planter’s penis because I'm the meanest Adidas wearing fetus that the gleaming sun has ever conceived between you and me the unweakened guinea pigs lead us

We’re all feeling rather famished now so we ask that you feed us please but only feed us seeds that came from Sunflower jesus, defeat is something we never feel since no being can beat us, the Skidmarx FleshHeads stay inside the burrow

“Where are they?”

“We’re eating them.”

(I am a deity. FleshHead, hairless so I'm FleshHead, hairless so I'm FleshHead, hairless so I'm FleshHead, hairless flesh)

Verse 2: Cameron

To be a FleshHead what does it truly mean?

I don't have a clue

But there's one, there's many, it's real

There are FleshHeads out there

Be aware

They're there

Watch out, now

I can't tell if they've completely raised or ruined my life

I mean, they've made me on top of a balcony thinking about what I'm truly supposed to do

I'm not jumping

Y'know, thinking about it

Maybe it's good to be a FleshHead

Someday I never thought I could wish

A tide, a sea of faces coming for only the best

The waves cause my downfall, I fall down underneath

This tide of people hating me isn't a thing to fish

I see the prey looking for my little skull

I never knew there were humans who could ingest bones

I'm on a slide with the length of decimals

If you divide a circles circumference by it's diameter

See the day where I can meet again

I haven't met him for the first time in years

A war was enough for me, PTSD kicks in

I see the beach, the shore

Damn it's been a minute

Looked at earth from the moons on mars

Phobos and Deimos meaning two things I own

I'm scared from the people killing me, they're close

And I panic from the people when they're near, I know

Someday I see the people frighten the world

I know one day when they're gone, I'm gone

They'll get me one day, soon enough of course

I just hope it's not soon, I know I'm wrong

Someday I hope to stop picking at my scabs

And stop biting at the hand that feeds cause fuck the things they hand to me

I remember playing in the sand at 3

Hands and knees were ashy as can be

My hair was messy

I was ugly but it ain’t matter to me

Someday I hope that everyone will get one's just deserts, cause that’s how justice works

And by the time that I’ll be sleeping with the bugs and worms and dust and dirt underground in a coffin I’ll hope I would’ve done something that at least somewhat had nursed the ones that hurt

Someday I'd like to take a flick knife to the tight ropes that are tied to me so I can swim up the mountains and climb the sea

You all stifle me and idolize the guys who fight with me but I'll make sure that I become a sight to see!

Someday I wanna feel I’m not helpless

Cause if it’s not already obvious I wanna put a stop to this

As it stands though I’m not too popular with lots of kids

So I just gotta watch and sit as all of them inflict their flawed logic onto me

Got me constantly getting beaten on like I’m the opposite of soft penises

I’m not yet a strong lyricist but one day, hope to be as great an artist like grandfather was

And I know karma’s real, we all reap what we sow, so we need to keep in control

Yeah gotta keep in control, all of us reap what we sow, good grief we reap what we sow

Someday I hope y'all comprehend your words can be a lot more than something heard and forgotten

It often got me at a loss of words

I'm not a philosopher but it wouldn't hurt a lot of y’all to stop and learn

I'm not perfect though I still got a lot to learn

And it’s the same old silly Sivert falling on the pavement on his face again

He’ll pick up the pace again then fall back out of grace again

But I know he’ll figure it out, there’s a strange comfort in feeling like you’re all by yourself

Just riding the waves of life even if they’re tidal and you might just drown.

Possibly...Possibly...Possibly...Possbly...

Now I'm given an opportunity that may ruin me

Too bad that you've got me a shot of liquor, I can't drink it too

But even if I could, I wouldn't, I have to stay focused

On the opportunity that was brought upon me, so I'll sing it

When I got my curtain call I was the focus of the night

But then I found out I had to work so, very hard to then get it

And then by 'it', I truly meant the loyalty of friends

And now that I have almost reached the end of my line, I won't quit this

I could almost say that loyalty to a credit score is

Actually a pretty good comparison if you look at it

Now, the night's over!

Just a warning to you, that your night was see-through

Blame upon my politicians inside of my head for breaking down a wall or two, that must haven't been a good thought to do

Oh

Now that we're gone, we're all gone, where are we, we're lost

La-la-la...