[Scratch Hook] "Scaring motherf**ers like Stephen King flicks" "Back for all you s**ers" "Got that sh** for y'alls people to rock to" [Verse 1: Apathy] Been a renegade since 2nd grade f** a lemonade stand, sold the blood from the men I slayed I'm mopping up the stage you can smell the brains Heart full of Hell's rage, time to load the 12 gauge Satan's sober I don't even need the Belvedere I can smell this jealousy like a dog can smell your fear Fully blacked out, strategy mapped out
Lucifer's jealous he was the reason he was cast out You can smell the Hatorade, the juices The judgements of Jesus, jack moves by Judas Benny Blanco plotting on Carlito You trying to be Michael when you less than Tito I'm sick of the delusional, sick of your sore ego f** licking shots, here's the tip of the torpedo I gave birth to your b**h a** and you can quote it If I never told 'em your name then nobody would know it