Ooo that hurt, what you doin to the emperor. I cope with this little boo boo, with the scissor-up
Call me petty le petty femme beau ain't even ready
Gas all them up n leave em broke clingin to huggy Teddy
No new missions I'm unorganized like wet spaghetti
Rackin up rackin up dust n throw in ya face, like confetti
Sleepin on the floor still, I don't want a f**in mill, I jus wanna f** n chill, miss me with them f**in deals
Call me the antagonist, or Sir Syringe
I grew on the internet so all I know is cringe
If you feelin my energy, guess I take the hint
Win some, lose some, feelin gruesome, cause I'm just Syringe
I don't make no f**in sense just like ya livelihood
Breakin everything that makes you comfortable, cause f** your hood
You see all my issues in my brain but I don't think you should
Try to come relate n watch yourself become misunderstood
Anti-(6)-world
Sheesh, I go on a rambo romper room 200 fold
Ay, they can f**in get it all my magnum plastic gold
Ay, I feel like a newborn, but already have a goal
Whoa, Ringe on some kind of a roll, f**in around I turn trash into gold, f** all this cotton, I make it a coat
Just a price, of being a goat
Nah, f** it again n again
I can go low n invite all her friends
No more the need to go f**in pretend
You got the hunger, I'm makin the ends
Sheesh, I don't want no beef no more, unless I'm one that's cookin it
Rethink my decisions like a lightning fraction jiffy split
I don't want relations jus the p**y that I came to grip
Battle scratchy ready, prettyface no need to give me lip
I don't have a fit, maybe four, as I'm breakin sh**
I don't think she mind if she mistaken for a shallow b**h
I disrupt the function, let em hate n tell em, cuming quick
See me everywhere, pray to f**in God I f**in quit
You do what I do, I'll become the f**in tool
Ay, Emperor antagonist, I melt the whole room