Here are the complete lyrics of the song "KOTM" by Bogmowen, including background, meaning, and song info.
KOTM by Bogmowen feat. Crackley Bogmowen When I'm stuck in traffic the black market cripple Wanted my dick but I'm popping a nipple She eating your ass and you goin' to kiss her I float through the water not causing a ripple How she hit me up going low Suck on on my dick when I finish get my toe imma Big choppa Smoke like a Rasta Mix Reggie with keif and we chiefing the product Make veggies from beef when I'm on it Medical patient im puffin on chronic Shit that I'm spittin' make Boston the tropics I’m rollin narcotics Told her to stop less that bitch getting topless He wanted the smoke told him meet me at Coplеy I’m pushing the green down the line likе the trolley (Trolley chime) Said he’d rob me He ain’t nun more to the cops than a body The devil been talking I'm seeking the silence The voices aren’t stopping they making me violent Locked in my room I’ve been living in solace The knife on my waist make me pray they’ll try me Bragging bout birds so I ran in his nest Feds they been coming they’re buggin' your tech Told him to look at me speak with his chest Cause I’ll die where I stand fore you stand on my neck Semi on me I unload it Got a good head on your shoulders I blow it You scared of the rain you ain’t goin I'd walk through the hail for a show Six feet of snow You a lil stain on the pavement Pull up with the slingshot aiming Smoking all day I been faded Rollin up a blunt imma face it Get another car imma race it Pink slips daily Running from the cops they been chasing Shootin at the opps they been hating Pop another pill I can’t taste it Got one life imma waste it Think imma die as The king of the mission the best in the business The top of the hill but still climbing my riches Gimme the gloves you get washed like the dishes You needing a pass to step back in my city Twisting the spliff and I'm giving her dick And I'm spitting the ignorant shit that they feeling No I ain’t mean it my bad man I'm tripping I'm getting too caught up on shit I been hearing Crackley Uncharged bodegas impulsive behavior Gotta try you out like a new vape flavor Praying for the bus to come like our savior Everyday waiting for the payoff of my labor Paying 2k just to live in a closet Waiting for the bitch to come out of the closet Smoking in my room just to lose the deposit Giving her head getting wet as a faucet Walking 'round Mission Hill with an open bottle Distracted thinking of her looking like a VS model Tryna picture her on her knees with a mouthful Then the green line almost hit me going full throttle Boston developing a new breed of rats Always talking shit so I always stay strapped Bitches wake up pray to Dunkin Xanax trap Now the pussy tasting fresh out of Market Basket I gotta get out take the train back to Rhode Island The city giving me a prescription for violence Seventy dollar ounces they could smoke me silent But I fucking hate treehouse why'd they build that shit so giant Fuck the police acting like the new world order Boston Police Department a personality disorder The cig prices even making me feel border Plus the community service that I got court ordered Outro (Hey uh, down the road I saw a horse with a broken leg, why don't you kill it, people generally kill a horse with a broken legWe lay ? round here how we generally kill a horse with a shotgun)
The song "KOTM" by Bogmowen is often interpreted as a reflection on emotional struggles, inner pain, and raw self-expression. The lyrics dive into personal feelings and vulnerability.
Bogmowen is an emerging artist known for emotional and expressive music, often categorized under underground hip-hop or pop.
You can stream the song on platforms such as Spotify, YouTube, SoundCloud, and Apple Music.
There may be unofficial uploads on YouTube, but Bogmowen has not released an official music video at the time of writing.