( u can say u r me) look behind closed doors im killing the villains victims by the million like u buying doughnuts by the dozens when i see u u gone be dozing and im mowing u cause u confusing how my stuff trash but ya mumble rap is giving u more fame u embarrassed u got money thats all u rap about if im chasing clout i am but everyone know who im rapping bout im bout to chow on this beat eat it when u someone like me its all u desire or do u disagree get ya bag then ya girl to make ends meet im the killer no one iller the filler is over time to get to work if u able to to satisfy a girl and get the bag time to upgrade a perk make her twerk and hurts that the best thing u csn say to me is that my rap is the same as everyone else's but mine has a meaning im the next poet im exotic u robotic im different as in style and flow but do u know that if ur better with a flow then no one cares what u rap about anyway im here today u gone tomorrow makes her sorrow can i borrow ur pen and pad when ur mad cause im bad and the assassin knows what its like to be behind closed doors( do u know the demon in me keeps killing the demon in my head telling me that im dead that the pain that im feeling is all in my head so i hurt my self behind closed doors no matter how much blood is on the floor i feel the pain in my shoulders comes back over and over and over cause they're standing on it behind closed doors) when they all say that ur different and the difficulty risen u so tense that im to far in a maniacs brain that no matter where i go so does pain and everything i gain comes back and at me from long range and the change i dont see im my city the country facing annihilation this the end of this so called free nation everyone shut down no one in places until ya baby momma pregnant by ya neighbor where the social distance at they all missing now u dealing with my wolf pack we not a fancy pack