H-H-Haunted Mound
Well, bitch, I'm a scarecrow
So I can't feel nothing
Yelling at the sunset (Yea, yea, yea)
Light myself on fire
Haunted Mound
Scarecrows in the corn field (Scarecrows)
Throwing a molotov

Well, bitch, I'm a scarecrow
So I can't feel nothing
Yelling at the sunset
Light myself on fire
Haunted Mound
Scarecrows in the cornfield
Throwing a molotov (Molotov)
Bitch, I rot like a scarecrow
Rockin' my Trueys
Runnin' around the sleepy barn with my fucking reaper
I'm a real scarecrow
Yea, I'm a real scarecrow (Scarecrow)

I'm a scarecrow
Stuck in my wicked scarecrow ways (Scarecrow ways)
All or nothing
This them "all or nothing" days (All or nothin')
Posted in the cornfield like a scarecrow
With my haunted boys (Gang)
Smoke so many cancer sticks
She top me, damn, she say it burn
AK in my pocket
Pull it out like Mary Poppins (Ha)
We got dumb long musket cutters
Just like Davy Crockett (Crockett)
Got you screaming "mother"
Just like Danzig (Mother)
By the old-ass willow tree
Burlap mask still creepin' (Creepin')
Daytime nightmares
You better beware
Scarecrow shawty
I'mma call up Buckshot (Buck-buck)
Riding a black hearse
Through my forest
Wood still burning
Posted up like a scarecrow

Well, bitch I'm a scarecrow
So I can't feel nothing
Yelling at the sunset
Light myself on fire
Haunted Mound
Scarecrows in the corn field
Throwing a molotov (Molotov)
Bitch, I rot like a scarecrow
Rockin' my Trueys
Runnin' around the sleepy barn with my fucking reaper
I'm a real scarecrow (Ah)
Yea, I'm a real scarecrow (Scarecrow)

Moon eclipses, sun illuminated through my eyes
Flock of birds dropping dead, raining from the sky (Sky)
Broken down sawmill still ripping through my mind (Mind)
Candle wax dripping down, bleeding on the shrine (Shrine)
Scarecrow, scarecrow, I'm a real scarecrow
Talking to myself when I'm walking on the railroad
Hit the dead end, finally found out where the path go
I've been up for days, tryna kick it with my shadow
Broken down, broken down, alone in a ghost town
Backing on your steps, but you don't know where to go now
Paranoia pushing through, holding on to hope
Nothing really matters when you're lost on a dirt road
Born in the field, I'm a child of the corn (Ah-ah)
I stayed up for 3 weeks, staying up for 3 more (Ah)
Fuck a real life, Haunted Mound, live in lore (Ah)
Dead dog farm, blood red barn door (Ah)

Well, bitch I'm a scarecrow
So I can't feel nothing
Yelling at the sunset
Light myself on fire
Haunted Mound
Scarecrows in the corn field
Throwing a molotov
Bitch, I rot like a scarecrow
Rockin' my Trueys
Runnin' around the sleepy barn with my fucking reaper
I'm a real scarecrow
Yea, I'm a real scarecrow (Scarecrow)

(Ah) Screaming Forest (Ah)
I'm a real scarecrow (Ah)
Yea, I'm a real scarecrow (Ah)