Demons are up in my attic
Evil channels in through the static
Vile thoughts no melodramatics
Invite you in to see the houses schematics
Leave you there cause my automatics
Are busy killing the dramatic
Blades is what cut you with the wounds are traumatic
On to the next one cause my thoughts are erratic
Very fun when I get that cord, electrostatic
Evil deeds that I do get so cinematic
Yeah set you free NO that's probably problematic
Over to the next city cause I'm not diplomatic
Use many guns to shoot you cause I'm a weapon fanatic
Working my way up eating the competition
You people ain't in my division
I be spitting Hot bars you got to listen
The beats I be ripping
My versus end with K-O's never split decision
You'll never win keep wishing your doing my dishes
Rolling up my swishes you fags are blowing me kisses
I give you my worst wishes I don't talk to snitches
Never mind people like you bunch of bitches