VULTURE

I guess its my culture pick at u like a vulture i dont mean to be vulgar but ur giving me an ulcer. back to back belly to belly did u even know, Jack ur stone dead already. my artillery is heavy i was born ready my trigger finger's steady i cut u up like Freddy. i keep it shaking like jelly im making beef like a deli. imma pop u like a cherry then ur smelly corpse is getting buried coming like a hurricane im taking everything u want it ur way, take ur fucking ass to Burger King