[Verse 1]
My life is
Similar to a light switch
Or a blind chick
Going driving without a license
Spitting flame never being serious
Trying getting fame but not drinking periods
My honest mission is, killing this damn charade
Leaving competition ending like Amanda Todd
Blowing up quick like a hand grenade
Style's just sick like a cancer plague
Spreading faster Amanda's legs
"Who's this bastard giving kids damaged brains?"
I'm just a teen captured with outlandish rage
To make a pastor or any man insane
Killing, but just a rookie damn
Already raps boogeyman
With a machete and uzi crammed
In a chevy or blue sedan
[Hook]
I'm a rapping sarcophagus , making noggins mush
And I'm iller than cholera, bitch I'm preposterous
Unknown like anonymous, all my rage is bottled up
I put it in this song because, bitch I'm preposterous
[Verse 2]
Your flow's messy, like heads impaled
While mines deadly, like red chemtrails
When I'm behind the mic it's like I'm huffing paint
I get filled with a violent high that makes me wanna break
A stick of dynamite where the sun evades
I'm tired of hearing I suck and are embarrassing
Saying they'll mess me up, but aren't scaring me
When I'll leave these motherfuckers hung like Ron Jeremy
How can you say my momma didn't raise me right when
Your daughters 15 and having one night stands
To more guys than, a hooker packing 55 condom's on overtime damn
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Fuck with me and get torn apart, bruised, and hateful
Like rambunctious porno stars doing anal
My raps mad like it was ticked in a rage
Spitting lines more bad ass than Nicolas Cage
Style colorful like tanks leaking fluid oil
And more untouchable than Susan Boyle
Kids said I do drugs
Claiming I love to get flew up
Off of angel dust
Or huff until I get glue stuck
In my nose until I grew up
Now they wanna give me high five's
Tell me to lay down a fly rhyme
Calling me some type of rapping Einstein
But when I was 8 or 10, no roaring flow
And was lamer than polio
I was getting called overly gross
Like gay bar glory holes
Losing my head like it got struck by a guillotine
Knowing my luck girl's are playing me
Like I was ps3
And they were gaming freaks
Jay kills, so I just Jay'd this beat
[Hook]
Already dead so therefore I cannot be killed again.
I’m blowing up as in gaining popularity, sick mean’s great so my style’s sicker than a cancer plague, and Amanda Todd was the reason for her suicide.. She should’ve never sent those nudes!!!
Reference to the rap/brain damage tie that obviously doesn’t exist.
Giovanna Plowman reference, because she sucked her tampon to get famous. I’m trying to acquired fame but am never doing that.
My rage is slowly driving me crazy, but if you were me. You’d feel the same way.
Stereotypical parent’s wouldn’t let their kids listen to me. Rap’s also falsely accused of brain damage.