who the fuck are you? you walk around talking bout me, like you mf know me well I've heard ah fuckin nuff, I know where live, Lil bitty bitch boy I'm coming over you don't want these mf problems, say you cold, lil bitch I'm colder I'm the realist in the game, I was born ah fucking soldier, I done mf told ya so hold up just hold up hold up, wait a min, think bout what the fuck you doin for sec. you should be praying for forgiveness, ask God, repent for yo sins and shit, you already know what fucking time it is you all talk boy, but ima bout that action run up in yo house, like it's my passion take everything you have, I promise you that it's happening you can go hide ya mammys house, idgaf, I run up in that bitch and still fuckin smack after, I'm done with you, she fuckin have it all yall can get it, yahhh ya whole fucking family, ima beast boy, yeah ima savage I'ma boss with mathematics, my kill count ain't average, higher than you ever imagine I been in the trap house trappin these packages,