Kush House of Horrors

[Intro]
Kids giggle in the hallway
Crayon scribbles on the wall say “stay”
Door creaks, smoke leaks, red stain
Who came, who stayed, who’s prey
[Verse 1]
Big bag, backyard, moon low
Bubba in the jar, let the gloom grow (yeah)
Mask on the nail by the front door
Ash on the carpet like a snowstorm
I light one, faces in the cloud form
See a little kid smile with the black eyes
He say, “Pass that,” tugging on my hoodie hem
But his feet float inches from the floor line (woah)
TV flicker on, static in a dead tongue
Every shadow in the room got a wet lung
Cough in the corner, but we three deep
Turn around, count four in the weed seat
[Chorus]
Welcome to the kush house, don’t run
We all get high, then we all go numb
Laugh till the walls start leaking that scum
You can’t leave once your name’s on the blunt
Bubba kush lullaby, breathe in
Kids sing “la-la” with the sharp little grins
Pass, hit, puff, then you’re stuck in
Welcome to the kush house, come in
[Verse 2]
She roll perfect, pretty with the long nails
Spark flame, see a face in the inhale
Little girl braids, blood on her pigtail
Says, “Mom left, now I live in the stairwell”
Basement door knock-knock, but it’s sealed shut
Still hear “let me out” from the crawl cut
My girl hit twice, eyes turn charcoal
Says she see kids swing from the light pole (swing, swing)
Porch full of shoes, none got owners
Grin on the moon looking like a coroner
Drops get thick, resin on the window
One more pull, then the whole house bends slow (uh)
[Chorus]
Welcome to the kush house, don’t run
We all get high, then we all go numb
Laugh till the walls start leaking that scum
You can’t leave once your name’s on the blunt
Bubba kush lullaby, breathe in
Kids sing “la-la” with the sharp little grins
Pass, hit, puff, then you’re stuck in
Welcome to the kush house, come in
[Bridge]
[Beat drops to just bells and distant kids’ choir]
“La-la-la” down the hallway
Tiny hands tap on the ashtray
Every cough write a new name
On the fogged glass, on the doorframe (hey)
[Chorus]
Welcome to the kush house, don’t run
We all get high, then we all go numb
Laugh till the walls start leaking that scum
You can’t leave once your name’s on the blunt
Bubba kush lullaby, breathe in
Kids sing “la-la” with the sharp little grins
Pass, hit, puff, then you’re stuck in
Welcome to the kush house, come in

rap, Dark horrorcore trap with swung, woozy drums and detuned bells over a crawling 808; verses trade male and female vocals with eerie child-group chants tucked deep in the reverb. Hook explodes with layered, sing-rap stoner melody and whispered doubles. Occasional pitched-down demon ad-libs, cinematic risers, and sudden drops to near-silence for maximum dread., hardcore, horrorcore