97” I was born with a set of horns Gold chains round my kneck Like how obsurd and a fuck the world I really think I’ve earned my flowers And Bitch this is my hour So he raps crazy , check the hazey cadence Nobody thinks he will be famous Shameless as he grips the mic Spitting fire watch you don’t get hit tonight I’m crypt tonight put up a fight Step to me ridiculous I don’t hear you with my tinnitus I can’t see nobody with my blinkers on Full speed ahead taking toes while you sleep in bed I’m hungry I need to be fed , my stomachs rumbling Confused more than Caitlin or should I say Bruce Man I’m on my fuck you shit I’m on the loose need a noose for these fake rappers man you great actors back up dancers Oh I’m sorry where’s my manners ? Daggers on the beat big fuck you in the street Big fuck you to my family that never bothered to meet my son A lot of shit you said ain’t never bothering me I hope you all die you fucking nothing to me Diss a young child you’ll always be be lower than me never known a family to be fucking dead to me , when I see you in the street it will be literally , No more wiping the slate clean , drink the bleach you clean it with Let’s see who’s family who can eat a dick quick first When I wrote this I put quick a curse on you all And you nothing to me Nothing to me fuck you all die slow fgs fucking nothing to me