b*tch I’m shooting kids in the head like it’s columbine
AK47 and a nine that’s what I combine
I ain’t fu*king with you b*tches y’all are fu*king swine
Tell a sh*tty rapper c’mere I’m finna blow her brains out, be on the run for the rest of my years
Be a good person, murder your peers
Hide their bodies well, make em be searching for years
While you run from the feds, pop some beers
sh*t your pants, make em dance, walk with a knife in yo pants and ice in yo hands
You wanna die? Join the club. Drown your sorrows wit a subway sub
Fight your demons until you get that dub
I smoke my baby powder through my ds pen
I don’t give a sh*t if my existence is a sin
I will piss people off into oblivion
Eating them takis
Crunching that pocky
What in the fu*k is wocky
Your life is su*ky
Don’t fu*k with energy drinks that sh*t is fu*ky
Run up on him wit a stick and I let that sh*t hit em
He a minion dressed in his denim
Please do not fu*k with me you will taste my venom
Stick bugs I sh*t em
I hop in the whip and it don’t work so I walk
I’ll do my own thing while everyone else enjoys the taste of co*k
Keep the cum outta your sock
What the fu*k are you doing
Bro I am pooing
I run in circles like pokemon ranger
Like Chet I am danger
fu*k babies get the pussy hanger
I’ll be that good sh*t no one listens to like kamikaze
I may be a jew but I can still be a nazi
Make a bunny my wife
My songs are pointless just like your life
No the fu*k you can’t use my knife
Keep on going everything will be worth the strife