[Verse 1: HAARPER]

You ain't gotta tell me who you is 'cause I've seen you before

Just a caricature of a person with love

Fuck your status, your standard, you're just a fraud who gon' answer

To your damn gossip, my banter, waved into the air while you scatter

Like a bunch of fuckin' roaches while I go shogun

Then I ghost Logan, punch a power Hulk, Hulk Hogan

With that grip, I'ma flip your bitch and then took some DMT

Like I'm Joe Rogan, breaking a paradigm so I can breathe

[Verse 2: BXXZY P]

Soldiers on the south side

Plotting on how we gonna fuck some shit up

Locked and loaded, gauge on a mountain

We gon' spray and hit 'em all

Casualties ain't shit to me, I rip all humans piece by piece

Draining out every last drop of your blood

Then come Dracula 'bout to have a feast

Who the fuck was dumb enough to ever let me off my leash?

Victims turn up unrecognizable at the very least

I'ma be a motherfuckin' demon till they bury me

Still be raising hella [?] at the cemetery casually, fatality

40 bucks [?] host a tragedy

I gradually keep breaking down this circus

Psychopathically, they mad at me