I'm trynna kill
I’m trynna be evil
Not even sure if I'm trying to kill the rap or you people

I guess there isn't a difference when I rap
You better adapt
I attack like a Arab
And they saying ’Oh please! Don't do it, its for your peace'
Oh jeez!
I cut some OGs and doggys into four pieces on jizz
And make you lick a numb rack and her piss
I always gotta comeback like herpies and phobias
In orgys, I always get get all these cums on her back
My heart pumps on the raps
Veins, runs on the raps
Brain, tons of the raps with a little bit of fun and some sex
I've had it like a rabbit
It's not a habit, I'm a addict
Now who's your mother fucking daddy, bitch?