[Verse 1]
I be that psycho motherf**a Brooklyn's what I'm reppin'
Any n***a disrespectin get this timb in they intestines
King and you a peasant your dick need disinfectant
From that syphilis infested s*ut you layin in the bed with
Hoes say I'm too aggressive I grab them by the neck
And leave they head between they legs til its 11" erection
b**h I suffer from depression so ain't no need to question
Why I'm drunk and high up out my mind escapin all this pressure
Live it up barely give a f** whether I live or not
I'm stumblin' across that tight rope now my man knocked
I done lost my mind I done done some wrong
I done done some right I done took my lumps I done learned to fight
Not another project guy wonder why I barely sleep at night
Well well well look who wandered down to hell
Said the demon to the angel as he walked into a cell
I done learned from my transgression my mind be on my cake
Spread love its the Brooklyn way hey rest in peace peso