Released on March 5, 2014

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I'm not even on your radar

Y'all are at the bottom like common denominators

I'mma fuck you up like a condom inside a gay bar

And start stacking up all your bodies like I was Adolf

I'm coming out of my body like at a seance

You're going down like half of the teeter totter I ain't on

I hope I make it, I already quit my day job

And I'mma do this shit till I'm down inside of a graveyard

All these posers and I'm the guy that you hate on

I rap until I'm causing a kamikaze grenade launch

I fill my paper by writing on it with crayons

And walk away drinking Arizona like I was Trayvon

Give 'em what they want, got a starving appetite

I see a Pontiac I like, I need a new car to match my bike

'Cause every time I have to drive it, it never sparks and half ignites

Kinda cardiac with mics, it breaks my heart to have to fight

My mom and dad were right, I'm an insomniac at night

Almost died a couple times y'all brought a zombie back to life

Trigger alarms and hazard light, ticking a bomb to sacrifice

The way I act, you would've thought that Dahmer's acting nice

And I carry lots of gadgets, here's a box of matches

I'll make you run out in traffic covered in muriatic acid

My ears are not attached so I don't hear a lot of you bastards

And if you hear me on a track you'll say I'm weird but I be spazzin'

I'll be the fear 'cause I'm full of madness, the creature out of the blackness

I'm gonna teach you hot to react whenever I beat you when I be rappin'

I'm gonna reach up under your black dress when I be sleepin under your mattress

Now they be calling me Boogie Man when I be coming in wreaking all of my havoc

Now you have to consider me, when I rap I get jittery

Cut of your arm and make you surrender like you were the Statue of Liberty

It's still a human so I fuck the back of the centipede

I rap I hope you're into me but if you rap I'm probably your enemy

40 Days and 40 Nights I'm feeling Restless at the Speed of Life

And if you try to come against me you gon' need a mic

Man, I'm Machine a Weapon, I'm creating all Destruction

Walk around Full Circles pouring Napalm from a bucket

I'm just a man, but I want it all till I've been gone

Logically disgusting, you motherfuckers I shit on

I was picked on till I found out it was making me get strong

Then I found out I could write a lil' bit and delivered it like I was Vince Vaughn

My whole life they would ask me, Can you do this?

I plan to do it till I'm Shining like I'm Stanley Kubrick

I been Procrastinating and it's time to make a change

'Cause I been a Bottom Feeder and it's Driving Me Insane

Feeling Chemically Imbalanced, got a headache that I'm having

But 11 months have passed and I am ready for this challenge

Spent a couple thousand trying to get a tour to happen

And then get a hundred gallons of unleaded for my gas tank

But still I don't regret all that has happened

Been to Hell and back, defeated every devil with my tactics

Every one of you's acting, I'm gonna threaten you with malice

And after this I hope that you remember me for talent

'Cause all I ever wanted was to be on top

You get in my way, you cleaned up wit an old mop

You gon' rot, I'm so hot like stove tops

In my own mind, I know I, just won't stop

I'll flip you inside out the way I fold socks

And tell these kids lights out like 8 O'Clock

Don't even smoke pot and I'll beat you with no Glocks

And I plan to make it big while you shrinking like cold cocks

I call this shit my rodeo, your molecules are crumbling

Talking shit, I'll tape it closed, now you're just mumbling

Already been on the radio and y'all dudes won't touch me

And it's obvious I'm crazy yo, my volume's so funky