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