Ska - Just Cool lyrics

I'm a suicidal juvenile who'd like to burn you for a while Don't touch the dial, turn it up Cause I'm about to f** sh** up I'm an apprentice wordsmith f**ing beats with burnt dick I'm on this savage sh** Like boys are on an uncles dick Show up the competition While I grab more ammunition Though I got no disposition I'm toxic like fission Bombs dropping em on ya like Saddam's Qualms. I'm calm Hell in a basket, drunk driving crash casket & I'm just mashing skull bashing No pa**ing Pooches be on my dick Like no rubbers on the end of it & herpes on their clit Like bums be on the crumbs of sh** Punches to the gut, get that n***a in a rut Of life, give em strife then cut em with a knife Oh, I Kobe the jock sock will she takes a hit of co*k Till I off my rocks, and my knees start to knock So I smoke another stooge another day I'm growing old Nostalgia is my biggest euphoria n***as no stories now Used to shoot a whole gram in a black Trans AM For a day, ER day, like hey I'm a junk-a When I commit some violence n***as sit in silence Like crash dummies on a no drive list So I bump some hype sh** And I hit the pipe quick Cause the officer behind me doesn't like my driving