(Ay)
f** d**h i'm immortal
f** your sh** i'm crazy
I'm insane
I wish you could see what goes on inside my brain
They probably wishing my rhymes were more sane
But that's boring that's lame
I f**ed her and her cherry popped (Oh!)
Next day she found me on Instagram for sure, that b**h is blocked
I bet you listened to this sh** and couldn't say sh** you shocked
Everybody screaming f** the world
And f** the cops
When I rap, the body up its furled
I remember that b**h, her hair was curled
A blonde
My lyrics might go, beyond the human expectation
Keep in hand this f**in' situation
This beat was not my creation
But this lyrical nonsense was
My father told me half the sh** they say ain't true
Im alone, I don't ride around with a crew
So when I listen to your sh** i'm like who the f** are you
That b**h wouldn't s**
I told if were gonna f** gimme head
She said no, so I shot her in the head
Now that b**h laying in red
Keep poppin' until i hear the feds
And when they come i gotta run
It's all for fun though
You was playin' Nintendo
I gotta five, I'm like the Savage from the 6
Oh my
[?] b**h
f** that ho