Looking through the eyes of a harlequin rabbit

Bouta kill a track it’s become bad habit

Way they need the song I turn a fan into an addict

Murdering the track with a silver plated hatchet

I be dodging crowds tryna stay by myself

Boys be chasing bitches while i be chasing wealth

Tryna pick a fight this ain’t good for your health

No fun and games hit below the belt

You a little prick man you disgust me

I’m way above your level you can’t touch me

Dried blood on all the walls it be looking crusty

Young pika getta to creepin then he up to somethin

Lil lu kang bussin with a cheap chain

Don’t wanna know your name, we ain't boys you can’t hang

Sitting in the rain smoking janе killing pain

Bunny tryna start a cult like bitch fuck a gang

You smoke, me nеver? Think we so clever?

Mickey mouse boy seen buggin for cheddar

Rockin in my aztec, stitched up green sweater

And I pull up on the next drop gonna cop some nevere evern

Elder wand stick way it shooting deathly hallows

If you can dodge the first can you doge the things that follow

Go to bed praying that you do not see tomorrow

So I pour another cup cause tonight we drown in sorrow

Call me young tetsuo, I am the best you know

Surrounded by rats, Need me the pest control

Killer of any flow, killer of many foes

When you lose to the rabbit, don't take it personal

Dissolve away pain, tabs on the tongue

Solving my problems this shit ain't for fun

Don't know who I am, don't know where I'm from

Escaping the pain, As long as I'm numb