Dead Birds

Early returns in, read 'em and weep
 Fire burn n' leap in the street
 Wave heat, the wave's 30 feet
 The meek inherit a softly rotted peach
 The shepherd's sheep dead, sign said, "Don't eat the meat
 Men are beasts"
 You'll see it now, you'll hear the shrieks
 Don't ask what, just put it in the grease
 Sow as you reap, golden goose comfit
 Eat your gun, gunshot residue on your teeth
 Color the sun like blood when it's deep
 Gunshot, tryna find the fuckin' leak
 You know, you know you done fucked up, though, right?
 You know you done fucked up, man
 You know, you know you done fucked up, right?
 You fucked up
 Bread cast on water come back poisoned
 Film line, the pot you boil water in
 Spoiled meat dipped in bleach, old oil drums, the snake coiled in
 Once the goyim go in, it's microwave with the foil in
 Particulate matter stain the skin
 Right where it meets the respirator mask rim, this original sin
 Nowadays, he starts every book at the end
 That is mine
 That is mine
 That is mine
 That is mine