Monstrom on the beat, sh** I'm a beast with a pen, have demons released From the realm of the mad god Red Leather pants and a black top YSL on me, $1500 on the blacktop King Diamond, black dye drips from the eyelids Might just hit your home with a gun and a mask on High on DMT about to blast off Walk into the strip joint, yeah I let her take my money Give her bribes like a bad cop Straight Noir, cast shadows on walls k**ing the game then I drop off Any girlies take your tops off Yeah I see the edge and I don't give a f** I'm taking a hit and I walk off Beefin, let it simmer like a crockpot b**h I done murdered like all your little girl rappers And your girl wearing pearls on my floral mattress What the f** happened? Theres no attitude Music seems to be fuling addicts I don't ego boost Let you see the truth Everything I do Makes it straight into my music Name me a drug i've abused it Yeah I'm rude but I'll buy you some food if your cool Other rappers see this sh** as an endless handout Try to bring this man down Just to make your music seem impressive Heres a lesson Learn to use compression Yeah I dare you to rap on my verses That sh** leaves you f**in breathless f** I write bars when I'm drunk and I'm sleeping I pull a few b**hes and i'm f**ing leaving Speechlees, see this blond in a mink? Yeah my girl's dressing clean for the turn of season Yeah I take her shopping for a new couture Yeah I buy the store, I don't need no reason There's levels to this I'm smoking spliffs on the ISS Have Firebreath Like a Drake when a knight wants to fight her inside her nest Leave you headless Above the neck Yeah my ADD's always restless Forgot my injection Doesn't matter always running data I'm running the town with a d**hwish I'm depressive at best And I swear to god its infectious