The half moon on the bank of the river's devotion. That's the stab wound, born from the killer emotion

I'm the god of war, the resurrector of the horror-core. The carnivore, destroying you wasn't hard at all

Luck is when skill meets opportunity.

My whole persona is vodka bottles and marijuana The hope in Nana was rockin', inspired from my Mama

Lucifer is God in the public school system

I hold the ratchet unorthodox. Pernell Whittaker, I'm duckin' all sorts of shots

They say I drink too much... The only problem that I have is that I THINK TOO MUCH!