I got hell's rage
Im sick enough to strike a still gaze
And blow my brain outta my skull with a f**in 12-gauge
And pick myself up with a red hole
In my head lookin like Fred Gold
Spittin dead flows
Ran over Jessika Warnock and f**ing sped off
Came back hogtied her corpse and cut her f**ing head off
My life is like a locomotive on a narrow cliff and im finna step off
Imma be fallin down blazin hot
And get lyrically a**a**inated like im Raymond Scott
It took alot for me to get to where im at
Like smokin blunts screamin gangsta rap
On the porch saggin khakis and a backwards baseball cap
I wear white contacts just like Hopsin
Only thing is our styles are different his are violent and im a topspin
I used to be into rockin
That perverted violence
I got inverted silence
Ever since my mom left me on deserted islands
I woke up with my hair and faced bleached lookin like a white 2Pac
My first song ever was gonna be called Eminent where i ravage rap like two rotts
Thought i was too hot
Til Rap God came out now im back at square one with an accolade
To do straight up dumb sh** like go to funerals and masturbate
While screamin for my fans to come out the bushes and obstinate
This is my motherf**ing anthem
Yo my name's Phantom
(b**h)