I'm the one you just cant scrub, from your tongues but best believe my name will be Cleansed and rinsed with bleach, bitch ya better repeat, Im fixated o[n the next step, like it's a fix Cuz I'ma fiend, I bang beats, like it's melody Morphine, I'ma Sing until I od, cr f Only killed the old me, Look away, or I might blind your eyes, when I die, cuz I'll burn so bright and if you try to dive into my mind, you might find yourself sliced and diced on those jagged rocks I call deep thoughts, You think Im playin Well keep on hatin Wanna be gang banga Leader of the streets Like it's your fuckin dream or somethin I can hear your ego masturbatin, God damn it must be so frustratin, Seein me chasing dreams, Your chick is digging in your back, But she's thinking of me Probably got a pic of me on her iPad That's why she's always asking you to hit from the back Your chick is diggn inta your back, while shes surfing on my soundwaves grindin and ridin<8⁷ to the beat, Bet shes gotta pic of me on her Ipad Thats why she asks for you to hit it from the back, Though she can only pretend for so long, cuz she knows it's not me, you coming up like 3 or 4 inches short, maybe more