Yeah yeah more than half the world got problems I got anxiety more variety’s dramas diary more entirely bad advisory But we try to stop em Feeling emotional too bad probably don’t got a dad I’m glad where’s the drugs on the counter gotta grab cmon girl just let me take a tab Got the venom that’s starting to attach Like a big bite I’m gonna latch It’s the death that I’m about to catch Boy pop the gun I’m dead It won’t hurt just a tiny little scratch With the blood pouring out that’s bad Boy energy boutta make me mad Out the cage now I’m starting to attack You know I’m crazy so I’m gonna go wack Your head fell off so did your back