jimmy crack corn

 
exit route 99
survey your territory
we're going off-roading
 
into the badlands without a map
there is no turning back
so eyes ahead...
 
so many sights I want to show you
pack your big girl panties
this isn't for the faint-hearted
 
the devil crossed your path
you blew right through the crossroads
without even a look back
 
Jimmy crack corn is coming
he's in your near future...be wary
 
I called upon your sin  
let it speak for you
whiskey lies will abort filth--
dripped from a forked tongue
like midnight ilk  
 
take your time in the dark
but don't set up camp there
it's just a road to where you are heading
 
breathe lovely one and exhale poetry
in your depths  
you will both lose and find yourself