He’s the cult-leader type
You know he carry a scythe and diamond ring
He know what she like
And if she do what he like oh he’d like that please
(let me hear you say)
Anybody want an eight?
Anybody want a hit?
Anybody wanna try and die tonight?
I got that harder shit
Anybody wanna get down on the floor?
Anybody hunger?
Cause that’s what my charity is for
At the murder and dine
The Winnebegos of time go round in space
If you don’t heed the signs
You might find a pillar of the society
(I wanna hear you say it)
Anybody want an eight?
Anybody want a hit?
Anybody wanna try and die tonight?
I got that harder shit
Anybody wanna get down on the floor?
Anybody hunger? Cause that’s what my charity is for
That’s what my charity
That’s what my charity is for
That’s what my charity
That’s what my charity is for