Been trouble ever since I broke that kids f**ing nose
Goin' harder than the motive of these hoes
I'm f**in' back, and silently k**ing this sh**, b**h
I'm more slippy than a emo's slit wrist, listen to the rhymes that I spit
I'm not co*ky, I'm better than half rappers at my age
Tryin' pay mom's rent, with the money I get paid
Occupied now, saying that I'll be a over night sensation?
I have a better chance with Taylor Swift getting me laid
Noturious motha' f**a'
Where's your b**h? She's in my f**in' basement
She got lost blood, so she needed a replacement
But she knew in that basement, it was her f**ing placement
Face it
I go harder than teens go and f** up and don't get a work permit
Damn
Listen to the sh** that I spit
Make me mad, go redder than Demi Lovato's wrist