Intro

I was raised a feral animal in place filled to the brim with unhinged bitter simian desperation

better known as

the Wind River Indian Reservation

I'll never disown that

where sin delivers kids seeing meth fixated

unfettered nomads

young so they sip liquor and in-de-end never escape it

tethered to dope an'

mentally never become grown man

Yeah my state optimized sadness

Highest suicide rate in the country

My zip code snagged it

So come around here saying we whack and

I'll remind you that when in Rome f#ggot (had to censor for the tube)

My home city goes savage

Closest thing to Derry Maine

If you don't know that's IT

Where the cryptids rome

We got the nopest shit on prairie plains running rampant

I'm just reopening a scary page from the past

It's it's it's me hopeless with OCD that's rabid

But I suppose those very thangs did make me dope as shit at rapping

So I hope you see me talking dog

And if not then go to sleep

Start nodding off

But your kids are gonna notice me in their window I'm a talking dog

God damn that written was raw

I'm the Rez based Voltaire

Only thing more Wind River than that is a liver that's black or

Huffing paint the middle of Ace Hardware