[Verse 1]
I cannot be bothered by the calls of our father
My Alma mater is on earth, stepfather 's fallen upon her
But I am not the spawn of Satan, sister’s not demon daughters
I'm an adopted little monster walking off to the slaughter
Coughing, decaying from within...i wince and i cringe
This is the whim of every imp I spit up scripting these hymns
Whistling din, hella melancholy melodies spin
Meld and envelop me, telling me yelling’s seldom a sin
But I zip my lips, bite my tongue, like I’m spiteful but humble
Though I'm bubbling up erupting, nothings dumped from above you
It's just another fucking rumble in my stomach, a "fuck you"
For all the stunts that I could done, but I funneled ‘em unto
My fucking self, fuck this hell, but I don't want to rebel
That shelling wouldn't end well, so I've stuck to myself
Oh what a well that I've dug myself, drowning, a spell
And all this pouting overpowers all the love that I've felt

[Verse 2]
So the Devil looks after his own, oh. A little like catching a cold, yo
And there ain’t no cure for the old, soul. So you’d better lock down what you wrote, go
Every single syllable I spoke, flows, up esophagus, acid in throat, gross
Exorcist words from clergy? Nope. Y’all better just go home. DOPE
The Devil is cunning, trying to tear me away
But I keep writing these words in these verses smeared on this page
And I am not about cowardice, fear is feeling so fake
And I’m playing Devil’s advocate whenever lyrics’re at stake
I’ve had a devil of a time tryna make this work, no luck of the devil cuz I may be cursed
Devil-may-care cuz I’ve painted my hearse the worst shade of gray when I lay in the dirt
But I don’t see earth cuz I’m Murdock lurking and working the tempo like Hell’s Kitchen vermin
God and the Devil, 2 sides of the same jerk, faith hurts, face first, man he remains third
…Am I a Devil? …No I’m a man
Therefore every Devil resides in my heart, canned
…I can’t stand to rant, my crippled hands
Are cancer-riddled, damn these answers written, damn
Me to hell

[Verse 3]
I do this to let my devils out lest they consume my soul
But truth be told, I'll never break this ruthless hold
I'm all alone and regret life, stare at you through dead eyes
When I let my apparent devils vent, I’m
Not possessed, I pray I'm not possessed