Fuck every single fuckin god damn bitch motha Fuck a new single imma play my old shit imma Take a ho dick down on the center ice if you Messin with the ticket you gon pay the whole price hold a Finger in your eyeball til you go blind Bitch you need a tylenol when you meet brian Hate a dumb bitch that’s my mothafuckin problem When i bang a dumb bitch i dont bring a fuckin condom I drop a xanny and a oxy and i lean with it White in the packet and im poppin on a bean with it Care package got the whole mothafuckin team lit a Pair of Backwoods Actin like you never seen swishers Sarah got the face but she never got the wiener Swear she wanna hang but i’ll never fuckin meet her Both sell weed but i sell mine cheaper Imma fuck ya whole team like brian baliga bitch Shut up (who’s that) man it's Brian baliga Brian baliga Man ya tryna put ya feet up? hell naw man it's Brian baliga brian baliga Ladies clawin at my jeans why they tryna touch my penis (whose penis?) Brian Baliga’s Watch a movie every scene there's one dude I keep seeing and I thought that it was me but it was Brian baliga Watchin world wrestling it was chyna vs John cena Watch a girl text me her vagina with her mom’s beeper Papa johns sausage hella hot sauce on john’s fingers Wash it down flossin on god with a COD liter Sippin codeine in the sauna we just boppin with some boppers when it’s hot we need vagina Yeah i’m saucin on the coppers bitch i’m drivin like my grandma had A thousand fuckin bars and i cant find my fuckin handle Presents please. Grab em. Why do i look like im santa Luscious duncan smokin phantom i'll put ya girl ass on a mantle Rental car with ya mamma im puttin my dick in her fanta Wanta wanta yeah I'm gonna smash bro like Im playin captain falcon

i’m out of ideas, i don’t have anything to say i got loud and adidas, don’t have a friend to my name i said my life was exciting but even after it happened i was hoping for more but it was all up in the [w]rappin’ i can’t find the one i want i lost my soul in that facility on the phone alone i didn’t know how it would feel to me i had a pretty good guess and i was pretty much right i could barely catch my breath and i wanted to fucking die i perform for the sum of the five times that i felt fully alive, belt holding me by my pipe in my mind i can see it clearly, i can feel it kill me put me on watch i swear to god you won’t see me. i’m a crop of the hottest that rotted cause no one wants a deposit inside in their vault from suicidal artists cut the fine regards and tell me how you feel it honest i always did so you’re a bitch that isn’t on my conscience OHHH STOP ACTING LIKE YOU LOVE ME CAUSE YOUUU MUST THINK THAT I’M A DUMMY BUT I’M NOT. AND I’MMA POP A PILL IN DEFIANCE YOU SAID I HAD A HIGH SUPPLY BUT I’MMA EAT WHAT I LIKE IM SAYIN

Your shit played [plaid] like cobain yo somebody stop the game he made a double Not a barrel that would be terrible Be careful with that brain of yours you end up with A stain on the floor and thats a carpet so your parents will be payin more than Emotional currency like bleach buckets holdin Three litres of blood for each sponge you keep Wringing out like he used to do he wore the necklaces Not a noose you choose what to do with the rest of him It’s splattered across the floor and youre Sadder than youve ever felt before but grab ahold of yourself you better help the Coroner to organize the drawers before hes John doe the long slow descent into depression theres Highs and theres lows now im Constantly walkin on these toes coughin on Weed smoke but it doesnt help Sometimes i get to Beast mode when im by myself but it’s a self-fulfilling --- prophecy how i keep reminding me of shitty things instead of being better with my mind managementary I’m essentially an unessential entity Enemy to my sense of ease hennesy in my hands im pleadin Stop this is insanity machu pichu and vanna beefin How is this possible. Hit the screen for answers reveal it She left her ass on my penis. I ditched her pad cause i’m needless I lift in tracks that’s adidas, you pick a bag then i’m seedless Your bitch is mad cause i’m genius, you rip your pants and i’m seamless I’m rich your dad is a priest he’s puttin ads on the c-list I’m puttin tracks on alesis you listen mad cause i’m teemin with Personality my verses purging yours it’s a Fatality in beats kids shitting in their pleats at the Private schools teachers be diddling them in their dreams i’m the Riddler rippin beats like jim carrey scaring the team since i Seem like i can’t control myself I’m a mothafuckin wild ass bitch You a mothafuckin slimy ass bitch You can slob on my god damn dick Tell your dad i’m the god damn shit