I advocate real raps then incite cats to clap police
I acid bath emcees to muscular systems
Bubbling in baths of bleach, it's Báthory
The club's hot, caught a freeze
My grow piece took a ?? mugshot with swagger flea
You can't catch a beat
I eat tricks like ?? in Catch A ??
Stray dog rabid, I snap my leash
Delivery so dirty I tracked in fleas
Spit rung out mattress pee
It traps with heat where crackheads sleep
I live two lives but I'm loosing my grasp on each
I bury a prostitute in my back yard and go inside and make my daughter mac n cheese

I drop Visine in my tea
Haters line up for me
And trust me I'm dying to leave
And God why is it me
Suicidal release
I hope I drop dead and bite the rifle with teeth

And check the relapse
I lean back, not from the beat
It's 'cause I'm going on 4 drinks and 3 Xax
I'm on a school bus with yellow brightening bars
Cycles will start, 25 emcees of white bicycle parts
Balled ash of soot
Footballs and ladders
Totem poles, bars like chunks of blue chalk was scattered
And I'm the new American psycho laced out
Blood on my face with a chainsaw looking like Based Out
I'm based out, I'll rock an ill show then leave in a stretcher laid out
And I'm still trying to shoot up on the way out
Lion heart writers will get their main scalped
In the deep dark basement of Robert Grave's house

(Hook)