I've been up since six, my lucks been stripped
I've been through a bunch of sh**, working tons of shifts, trying to fund my sh**
I can't afford lunch so I chug a fifth, I smoke so much my lungs are crisp
I got drunk and sunk my fist into a bunch of bricks and sprung my wrist, I'm done, I quit
These f**ing kids have an opinion about me, they can s** my dick
I'm still searching for some f**s to give (yeah)
I swim up to your yaht b**h and sunk your ship (whoops)
See me on the street you better duck and split
I'm hungry b**h, your looking like c*nts to lick
f** a noose, I tied a couple of tube socks
I wrapped it around my throat and jumped off the rooftop
I'm psycho, my mind is in a f**ing boondocks
I'm sick with it, I might need a couple of flu shots
My name is Denace, my eyes are reddish, I'm sweeter than diabetics
My souls on ebay and I'm f**ing dying to sell it (buy it)
A rhyming menace, a rhyming dictionary in my genetics
And I'm sick of every little dick that I embarra**
Find appearance, you'll find me in aisle clearance cleaning out these last season rappers that can not come near this
(come here, b**h, come here, come here motherf**er)
Convince the world that I've been deadly, rinse the skin with the blood from this machete
My friend Freddy and Jason have been ready since ten thirty
Ed Gein with a chainsaw, LeBron James with a damn ball, sh** stains in the dang stall
That ain't sh** stains, that's ripped brains in a face off
Hello, hip-hop, red or blue pill? Pick one
Tell Cosby I can't figure out which one does the trick, son
Just take both and sip some, sit back I'll wake you when the f**ing sh**s done