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