Wildcard - Picket Fences lyrics

Say a bunch of sh** we don't mean when we're upset, yo! The time we spent it was addictive as the tips of syringes When it pricks through the skin, lust is dripping [?] her She had an a** thicker than the tension in this room Makes me want to investigate the dimensions of her womb Now we got together under equivocal tension Because we got domesticated, tried to picket our fences But our routine is fighting now, getting defensive Rhymes rival the Bible with all my scriptures on vengeance Can't believe I used to think this sh**'s vagina's tight Now all we ever seem to do is sixty-nine and fight Rather beat your face some, like you were sniffing china white Replace your vibrator with a stick of dynamite But I'm a different kind of guy, that you ain't gotta be beat down Taste as sweet as candy, but you rotted my teeth out Turned a happy home into a haunted house I hope the memory of my dick will forever haunt your mouth And f** the drama promises, we're both dishonest now And if I see you with a new dude, then I'mma stomp him out Oh yes, it's me! Obsessive ex-boyfriend! You flip my switch, I'm like a gas chamber how I vent poison No choice in this matter, knowing it's [?] I be ruining pig pictures like the Zodiac k**er When I first met you, you looked like Jessica Biel You put on weight, now it's like I'm having s** with a seal Motherf**er Better get your hormones and estrogen right Because I don't want to go to prison for the rest of my life Oh, now you give me silent treatment, Charlie Chaplin Now the b**h won't listen, Marlee Matlin It's trial by fire, fighting like wildest west, boy let's spin it wilder Which way? Well, this vial of meth or defile all these piles of s** toys f** more alcoholic women in sobriety checkpoints I'm lying but I'm quick at this sh** My mind just so twisted and sick I try, but I'm sick of this sh** The rag will just flip on my lid I'm psycho and pissed at this b**h Just fire at chicks and at kids Like I'm just not giving a sh** My rhymes are just sick with this sh** but… Okay, I say a bunch of sh** that I don't mean When upset I'm going for the throat to anyone I see But I know this hate just manifests itself inside my rhymes, sh** Can't expect to be different with the same f**ing mindset The only person I can change is myself, like maybe I'm the selfish motherf**er here who made this hell Imagine that I'm grabbing a cab The plan of attack Is animal rap I ran it all back And damaged this track So yappity-yap You're chattering back My [?] was psycho And if you're feeling this, then you need some f**ing help like I do The truth is, I can honestly see that in all my failed relationships, the common denominator was me