[Verse 1: The Fictitious]
Its time to confess
Ill load this sh** off my chest
Im not violent or crazy
Just a little depressed
Ingest incest
Kick a hornets nest
At a goalie
Feeling wholy
That hes gonna get messed
With the best
Blessed
Guest
Playing at recess
Whod a guessed
That im stressed
Enough for cardiac arrest
Im gonna explode like you thought i would
When im waking up with a bit of morning wood
I come from the suberbs, the middle cla** hood
Writing rhymes when i can selling d** if i could
Toetag on a tote bag, im dead luggage
Pb methamphetamines, lead druggage
Chrimson embraces of love, red huggage
Stopping leaks with a cadaver. dead pluggage
Im dropping these verses like a titanium feather
Spanking other emcees like a gimp in leather
A hyperbolic hurricane by the name of heather
Manipulates the weather, forever and ever
Call me muhammed, i got a goat on a teather
Then i flog her underbelly knock her out with some ether
Pull out of the pink, stick a stick in the nether
Lock her back up in the closet for another endeavor
I better jet and give you a pretty pink sweater
So your not staking settlers
And setting off my red alerts
I bet a reddit editor
This isnt just a metaphor
Then netted her
When i heard another brother messege her
Smash an epilectics head in with a mallet
Toss it with a crouton call it seizure salad
Shake it like your tayor swift without a lack of talent
Or with parkinsons like marty mcfly signing a ballot
Capture marshal mathers for his LP defacement
Shadys dead too, locked up in my basement
Sit down slim or theres a problem here face it
You probably need a doctor but you ate dre for nourishment
I should meditate so i can be a better man
But im busy selling pubes b**h im scott tenormen
Ate my parents in a chili volentarily its dinner man
But im a lonely cannibal i guess i'll get thinner then
The rap game b**h like playing monopoly
Im running boardwalk f**er and im doing it properly
I take your f**ing life you step on my property
Its how 2Pac, when his racecar got to me
I slaughtered the animal strung up rob schneider
Butchered his a**, put his entrails inside her
Went to waterboy, not aragorn stryder
Fed him to adam sandler with a side of apple cider
Im putting on weight, like im chevey f**ing chace
Stuffing his face with corndogs pork and steak
His belly would ache with the more bites he would take
Until hes saturday night dead and its time to replace
Im like the seven deadly sins, greed and gluttony
Im so proud of my sloth when im busting a huttony
I envy your lust, when your f**ing that s*ut and he
Comes out as gay with wrath in his bu*t its mutiny
I Juke a mute brute like im walace and gromit
A silent f**ing dog made of clay and british a** vomit
Inventing napalm cause im the taliban bomb it
Blowing up great britain till big ben is a comet
I school you lyrically cause im your tutor
Im your dad now too went back to the future
Make room in the seat, its time for you to scoot your
Ass back across the cla** or i'll put in in your pooper
Im guy fawkes without treason cause im only a thought
Without rhyme or reason cause im exacting a plot
A verbal keg of gunpowders the only thing i brought
Because ideas are bulletproof im about to get shot
I maybe fictitious but im telling the truth
When i break my face and i shatter a tooth
Now im letting loose im not alfred im bruce
I danglel bojangles with a nitty gritty noose
My voice is crisp, like a bag of sun chips
I get s**ed more than the stick from fun dip
All the other rappers saying dumb sh**
Get their bums hit with my thumb it hurts fulla gumption
Courtney love didn't murder kurt cobain
I pulled the trigger then made kurt go bang
Blast the hair off his head hes gonna need rogain
Come as you are unless your f**ing insane
Im eating deviled eggs in a catholic school
Illiterate levey writing satin rules
Im giving bathroom enimas call me a tool
I slap you with a glove and challenge you to a duel
Im all that like a nicktoon your gonna get slimed
With pig blood like carrie imma soak you in swine
Call me klatuu b**h im about to freeze time
Till adam sandler from click gos to hit rewind
Id talk about amity but the simpsons did it
A f**ing calamity So i'll limp to a visit
Im like itchy and scratchy when im violent explicit
Blood in evergreen terrace and you won't have to miss it
My blood is brought to a boil, my veins are scalding
Dont you like clowns? cause im captain spaulding
Dont hang up, or else I won't stop calling
Is just a misdemeanor till the heads start falling
Stop