they say jeremy i want to be just like you let me guess you like drugs and rock n roll too shit half the country like mountain dew get the fuck out my face with your earnhart crew washed up fuckin little has been punk while i was bangin bitches and gettin drunk i forgot your dumbass was locked out in the trunk just add that shit to the pile of junk. daddy aint gonna save you from the coming storm like bruce lee bitch just watch my form gettin money and bitches yeah thats the norm sell your soul jeremy you need to conform fuck you bitch middle fingers to the sky ill never bend a knee id rather die im still walkin free even though you sent your spies when i find you bitch gonna bleed you dry got a buck knife to cut out both your eyes thats what you get for tellin all these fuckin lies when you do dumb shit you win a stupid prize just turn the music up, drown out your cries oh shit no here jeremy comes, hes in a trench coat holding that loaded gun what you think i live this life for all of the fun ya better get to steppin bitch better motherfuckin run. heres a little story bout makin a scene i was smoking maryjane sippin on that lean when a dude came up straight out of routine pulled a knife and cut my stomach so clean well you can see how that pissed me off naturally i was impressed he got me so accurately so when i got out the hospital laboriously i went to work with a pen and a pad planned out your death and started to add fuck you goddammit you made me mad im bout to kill you bitch so fuckin bad bout to paint the streets and the color aint plaid been watchin you live, lookin through a scope watchin you eat sandwhiches and shootin dope kicked in the door with shotgun and rope the fear in his eyes cause im the one who killed hope