we wild wild west of mo val sunny so cal smoking weed from house to house bumping clown sounds feom the underground like ill pull the pistol out right now shoot lead into your mouth been waiting to let my inner killer out whooping with the dirty south still represent a wickid clown . die for me and ill die for you try for me and ill try for you so do what dum bitchs do find yourself trapped inside a room got a new view of a real motha fucka coming after you driving in rust buckets respect get respect or we bucking little bitch chicko hunting killa klown blood huffing like im on a bitch hunt or something id rather hunt you than nothing . you earned the pain thats really coming . drink get wasted shit facen i aint going back mf i made it the workd still as cold as a ice ill never agaiy be able to sleep right at night specially cuz i miss my x wife and try to drown it out of my life but she carved her name in my heart with a butcherr knife im loosing my last rights to put up a fight praying for a miracle or i just might... i dont wanna loose anymore im done hitting bottoms at a liquor stores so drunk i cant even see no more hope i don't fall for a whore this is all i have left nothing less nothing more.