Costanza - Riddled lyrics

[Co-Stanza] My body riddled with a little bit of narcissism I'm top dog bite worse til I bark in rhythm I talk lots in the shop when I'm walking the block yet obnoxiously i'm causing aneurysms I skate Bam to Margera, damn look in the mirror The fear of inadequacy stacks til you're amoebas who Change shape and wait for great days to be Given to em silver platter met with canned laughter I giggle like the mad hatter beer battered and deep fried Yet he'd rather be 3 high in a Sweeny Todd meat pie So now do you see why? It's dificil to be real reeling from ear spearing ba** drops Appear fearing hate naah When I flow so hard and I can't stop but I'm blown so thin that I go pop No top on the jeep Bobbing and weaving Adam and eve been keeping the peace I started the rap game human race I'm bout as gross as cumin taste I flew the coup recuperate (what) The cinema style the super 8 I finna be doper than p-squares Looking at me hoping he cares with a dope a** beat better beware Wanna be there Know I'd leave the three chairs musical Beat up the beat but the beat so beautiful Head my warning and be gone in the morning I'm ripping up a track til the block is adoring The culdesac I spring back til it's boring Leaving all the fans on the floor and they're snoring