[Verse 1: Sesta]
I slide off that bar stool, drive in the car pool
In the bicycle lane next to high schools
Side, swipe cyclists
Bugging but fucking, I'm buckled up and, trouble is double
And I'm fucking with any and many hennies I got
Look, no money to show, but show money's
Gotta a lot of bottles on my shelf baby
Help yourself, I'm drunk driving on the highway to hell
I like to, incite violence
Try fighting, Die trying, Life's sliding
The bright light's of the ambo's my cammo
This liquid ammo
Gotta motherfucker feeling like Rambo
I'm the Boston Strangler, see me in your mother's Jeep Wrangler
The new step daddy's a rapper, banging the back of her
I'm back stabbing her up in the rear
I've gotta thank God that I've got it the cunt of the year

[Hook: Sesta (scratched by DJ Reflux)]
And if you see me looking fucking mad
I-I hate cunts
And if you see me looking fucking mad
The cu-cu-cunt of the year
I hate - I hate - I-I hate Cunts
Life peaked, and down hill at eight months
And if you see me looking fucking mad
It's 'cause I'm fucking mad