Let Me Tell You A Story About Your Future Boy
That Future Will Be Long Until You're Finding Me To Annoy
Better Stop To Making Waves Your Men Will Occupy Graves
Believe Me I'll Rip You Apart
But If We Disagree I Can Guarantee
I Nail You Just For Free To Very Next Tree
This Is My Grand Prix With My Friend Marquis To f** You Master Degree Like You Deserve To
Get Your f**ing Bones Crushed Spinal Column Manually Readjust
You Can Not Walk Away This Is My Kind Of A Baseball Play
There's Nothing Here To Be Discussed You Just Need To Get Punched Out Of Your f**ing Life
I'll Turn Your Light Off I'll Bash Your Face Until You Die
Until You f**in' Die
Cause You Deserve To Die
No One Will Miss You Or Has Ever Stood Right Behind You Nor Will Ever Cry A Tear For You You're Just Forgotten And Left There To Rot