Thought I'd die motherfucker had to weather the storm
All ya whinin and cryin that's how you get stitches
I'll sleep when I'm six in the ground
Till then I gotta track a new sound
Just know I gotta fuck every single bad bitch around
Nice to see ya, nah I'm playin
If you know me, I'ma see ya when I see ya
Don't act like you know me
All my haters, you can blow me
Will all who wish to die please raise their hand
Because you're a vicious self-centered man
Who's incapable of a decent clean emotion
Fuck yo momma so hard she need a new hip
I'll take the kids out myself on a school trip, uhh
Yeah you think I'm psycho
For all the crazy words I'm goin super sayan uhh
This ain't shit we can sort
So I gotta take your ass to court
If you're sayin what you're sayin
All ya silly ass haters stay in on the side
12:34 yeah I got the feds knockin at my door
Noise complaints guess I gotta get more
All these visits got me thinkin it's a chore
But bitch I am here to stay
I didn't here come to play
Just listen to the words and you'd hear what I'd say uhh