People that go around talkin shit like who's dick is bigger than his is normally the one who's got a tiny prick Drop a logic bomb on ya blow you outta the water call me a premadona I'll sadomize your mother then your father make their daughter wish death was an honour If they don't die from the trauma gonna wish you hand armour but it won't matter if ya do cause when I bring the sawn off gonna rip you in two emptying both barrels leave you armless harmless is what you’ll be oh and I’ll tell a-little tip I put a tipple of salt in my shells a pickle garnish so you'll be fully seasoned for roasting in hell you don't think that's fair you shouldn't have given a reason too be in my crosshairs now I've got you pullin like a course hair caught ma snare so I warn you beware one false move or keep pulling my strings you'll end up six feet under somewhere down there too you That I swear so when you hear the thunder beware it ain a bear chasing you you bitch ass it’s just me in trans-morphing into a wolf from your nightmares when ya take too many sleepers And one more thing if ya see billie Alish in there bein a creeper do me a favour tell her ima freak too cause she knows me and that’s gonna really freak her So I come outta there wavin a machete maybe give em a scare who’s gonna care maybe go back in and grab the shotty let a few off who’s gonna stop me so go ahead call the cops you little snitch ass bitches that’s all that you gots I draw I write raps an I'm mad with a gatt like if the mad hatter was strapped like black cats caus that's what my name was way back overload you with my pitch and my talk give you a lyrical panic attack smack you back in time like your a car with the doc but yous riding bitch cause this the reboot mother fucker called all black too the future leave you in a ditch back in time I know snitches get stitches but yous gonna need more than sutured