text: Headless
  I skid like Rita lifted ocean
  I drift like my planet don’t spin
  I skid all over marks like I’m haunted
  Rev it up, twirl my la la like profits
  It’s never much, I’m war torn in the cockpit
  Don’t interrupt, my turbulence slaps
  My path massive demands panoramic
  Massive
  Shitty, you’re ten thousand leagues subzero, sweat dripping
  My hancock do-rag riptides like Tent City
  Standoff through low lands eerie silencing
  Greed tastes like sin
  Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
  Spikes are pulling, are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull-
  Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
  Peel out, press me to magnetic slab
  Severe swerving I tow lag
  Off uncertainty til your zipper locks
  My salvia silhouette commence shots
  Sixty shots a second on a hexed clock
  I strike ‘tween each time your solar plex drops
  Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
  I’m skidding out
  I can’t help yourself, I skid in doubt
  I’ve dealt with yourself, I tricked hell out
  I’m all helter skelter, I’m on that Faust
  None of me left but reflex skidding out
  Pulse in my chest feel like it’s fixing to bounce
  Bounce, bitch, I can’t be the road
  I’m crashing into planes, I crash and stroll
  Maxed out my oath
  Don’t blame me, I’ve no soul
  Greed tastes like sin
  Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
  Spikes are pulling, are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull-
  Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
  Greed tastes like sin
  Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
  Spikes are pulling, are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull-
  Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
  My skids til the brink, I jizz snowmen
  Tall knives in my grill feel potent
  My jigsaw manipulates you open
  My skids writ rubbernecks agent orange
  I skid like I’m no use
  My headband expand like I choose juice
  I binge, all black enhance my tragic
  Ends to a means I can’t establish
  Noise of nomads on sapphire spice
  Cumulus in both hands, can’t kill myself twice
  Pawns tremble like dildos wielded by duppies
  Traumatized on for size, roadkill hides like yuppies
  I’m too passcode, these gates won’t stay closed
  Control gets old, I smash out my skin
  My vessel thrown like slack at the wind
  I’m finally astral now, grab my stems
  Greed tastes like sin
  Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
  Spikes are pulling, are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull-
  Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
  Greed tastes like sin
  Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
  Spikes are pulling, are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull-
  Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes