[Chorus: FIFTYFIVE]
Cracked bones, bitch, I go fuckin' mental
Red dot stationed on my fuckin' temple
Don't fuck with God, but I'm his favorite vessel
I'ma take your life, you'll be my first example
Cracked bones, fuckin' mental
Red dot, on my temple
Fuck God, but I'm his vessel
Take your life, first example

[Verse: FIFTYFIVE]
Pushin' all this bullshit to the side, I wanna thrive
When I don't even feel like I'm alive, I wanna cry
Keep all this hurt like fifty, fuck you doin', tryna die?
I'ma do a line and put my gun up to the sky (Blegh)
You gon' feel this pain, tallies on my wrist
Better empty out them pockets 'fore I punch you in your shit
I'm a nasty motherfucker, man, you can drink my piss
Lurking 'round the shadows and creeping through the mist

[Bridge]
You're all a bunch of fucking assholes—
You need people like me, so you can point your fuckin' fingers and say, "That's the bad guy"

[Verse 2: 8corpses]
Look at me, [?] pretentious has-beens
Asinine pompous as fuck charlatans
Subsequently chronically swatting comment sections
Regurgitated [?], how yo' [?] homonyms
Incoherent bleak motherfuckers with no common sense
Shut the fuck up pussy, you're [?], absent
You don't even know what you're saying
If [?] the G to my face you catch a Smith 'n' lesson
Stampede, motherfucker, stampede
[?] my enemies, leave 'em slump with the brain bleed blood all on my hands like [?]
Cooking up in the booth, that's a free throw
[Chorus: FIFTYFIVE]
Cracked bones, bitch, I go fuckin' mental
Red dot stationed on my fuckin' temple
Don't fuck with God, but I'm his favorite vessel
I'ma take your life, you'll be my first example
Cracked bones, fuckin' mental
Red dot, on my temple
Fuck God, but I'm his vessel
Take your life, first example