Roach Head - Momma

Woke up when something was resting

Clicking under my crown

This little roach has been nesting

He just won’t quit with the sound

So shut up

I took the blood from the back of your brain

You’re not here

I plunge through plasma 'til it drives you insane

Get dead

I drain the dopamine inflicting your pain

But I fled

I got an appetite, the roach in your head

Came to and he began crawling

Pitter-patter in my skin

This little roach has been gnawing

And I let maggots seep in

So shut up

He took the blood from the back of my brain

He’s here

He drove through derma, drove his baby insane

Get dead

The parasite is feeling itchy to touch

And I fled

And I’ll bow down to the roach in my head