Vince The Messenger
Menace
[Verse]
Menace to society, less that, more a menace to myself
These demons is coming quickly, administer help
Administer medications to heighten my health
Walking through shadows with impeccable levels of stealth
Heart beating through the roof, skull aching through the tooth
Starring at the ceiling shouting beetle juice, beetle juice, beetle juice
Deuce deuce packed up in my Stuss pouch, ask “how come?”
Got a date with Satan, still I’m panicked by the outcome
Trash up in my mind, I try to sprint but can’t outrun
And fuck being outdone, never settle for a secondary spot
Rather catch a murder case, then hit the pen to sit and rot
So my only other option, grab the pen then sit and plot
To maneuver round these losers, in my way of getting guap
Get the fuck up out my face, shit you got my skull hot
Steaming like a kettle, but my tea gon’ make you froth
And my team gon’ make you drop, face them facts, you at a loss
So pick yourself up off the pavement fool, you looking stupid
And I know these hoe’s love me, like my shotta named cupid
Boy you gotta be clueless
You know I got the magic, watch me take off on this broomstick
Who’s next? We empty them full clips
For the fun of it, sorry hun I’m hardly functioning
A bit depressed but overcoming it, eye lids is like some onion skins
Tearing over dumbest shit, like look at what you’ve done to them
Ain’t in to politicking, into overthrowing governments, I’m done with this

[Chorus]
Mind full of trash, garbage leaking out the mouth
Li-litter as I stumble, please somebody see me out
He not a danger to the public, just a danger to himself
Like his finger on the trigger, and the barrel on his snout
Mind full of trash, garbage leaking out the mouth
Li-litter as I stumble, please somebody see me out
He not a danger to the public, just a danger to himself
Like his finger on the trigger, and the barrel on his snout
Mind full of trash, garbage leaking out the mouth
Li-litter as I stumble, please somebody see me out
He not a danger to the public, just a danger to himself
Like his finger on the trigger, and the barrel on his snout