[Verse]
I don't wanna go and start a war witcha
Babe, start a war witcha
I see you fighting in the street now
They gave themselves up again
Who the hell we sposta be now?
I think we hating on ourselves again
Well motherfucker I'm iller
Born in 1990, raised to be a limo killer
I think she wanna get it up now
I ain't tryna live it up now
I just wanna be myself Holmes
I think we headed to the danger zone
And there's a lotta pretty faces
I get 'em all washed up boy

[Hook]
See my face in the ground
Ima keep you where you are
See my face in the sound
They don't let us get far
Who the hell am I supposed to be? I got blood all over me
Who the fuck am I supposed to be? I got blood all over me

[Verse 2]
I'm the sickest from the cut bird
We saw a murder and it wasn't her
Cause she so damn beautiful
We would know it, if we saw her
They wouldn't let us get no farther
I get impressions from my father
But he don't tell me what to do
He don't teach me how to move
I think we feel the pain again
I think we going insane again
Like, who the fuck am I to be?
All they do is wave bye to me
Summer breeze side of me
I see the blood drip that's inside of me
So all I do is get inside of her
I heard we die [?]
[Hook]