I got hell's rage

Im sick enough to strike a still gaze

And blow my brain outta my skull with a fuckin 12-gauge

And pick myself up with a red hole

In my head lookin like Fred Gold

Spittin dead flows

Ran over Jessika Warnock and fucking sped off

Came back hogtied her corpse and cut her fucking head off

My life is like a locomotive on a narrow cliff and im finna step off

Imma be fallin down blazin hot

And get lyrically assassinated like im Raymond Scott

It took alot for me to get to where im at

Like smokin blunts screamin gangsta rap

On the porch saggin khakis and a backwards baseball cap

I wear white contacts just like Hopsin

Only thing is our styles are different his are violent and im a topspin

I used to be into rockin

That perverted violence

I got inverted silence

Ever since my mom left me on deserted islands

I woke up with my hair and faced bleached lookin like a white Tupac

My first song ever was gonna be called Eminent where i ravage rap like two rotts

Thought i was too hot

Til Rap God came out now im back at square one with an accolade

To do straight up dumb shit like go to funerals and masturbate

While screamin for my fans to come out the bushes and obstinate

This is my motherfucking anthem

Yo my name's Phantom

(Bitch)