you real tough starting fights talking real dirt till i heat up and i press him no diamond melt like ice when i try em muhfuckas really gonna see me shining its that racist white kid that like rhyming lost my job back to being poor bouta kick in door trying not to resort to things that put me in court but my patience is runnin short short as me 5'1 ready to knive some myers with the mike bruh picked the mic up strugglin to breathe ya wife tied up with mic cord im running from the pysch ward why lord you always deal me shit till i wanna die lord why you fuck up my suicide for i dont understand i feel so damned i feel so low i just dont know walking in the dark no power it's all off maybe i should light em up like moltovs mentle case get me into rage i haul em off exterminate your race like a halocuast rapping nazi i am not falling off not soda but i get this shit popping off bitch what get fizzed up thinkin you the shit bruh