Take these f**ers down
With an AK, boy
Spray paint walls
Name carved in bullet holes
It's a Mayhem, boy
Young K, new plague
Cut down f**boys
You better run hoe
This motherf**ef isn't in a mood for jokes though
Never been, what a waste, oh
Unless ya body hanging looking like a f**ing pendulum
I'm letting my demons speak through my mouth
The visions in my head are the reflection of the other side
Crucify me, cut my lungs I know you don't like when I laugh
I'm a f**ing water drake, my watch ends and then I go - pop