Verse 1;
I keep on pushin' dope rhymes like I'm choppin' trees
I keep killin it whether written or droppin' frees

I got some words of advice for you pop emcee's
Put down the mic mother$#&@er, stop and cease
Y'all are not some G's, y'all just drop like leaves

But you claim all the time you hold a glock and squeeze
I spit it hot with ease, every rhyme stay fried yo
Anyone who battled me through rhyme they died slow

It's not a wise decision to test a $#&@in' animal
Depressed in mental prison, stressed and $#&@in' flammable
So watch what you say cause I'm liable to flip

And after that moment I ain't viable of %#@!
Besides to rip out your intestine, investin'
In some weaponry cause dark thoughts are infestin'

I been stressin', it's makin' me crazy
My brains negativity is makin' me lazy
Like $#&@! I ain't wrote a rhyme in days

Just been sittin' round depressed, grab the dime and blaze
Tryin' to stop my anxiety, find the right mind state
Get back on track with my potential then I might rhyme great

$#&@!

Verse 2;

Strugglin' with lyrics lately cause my passions dead
$#&@ a dope rhyme I'm givin' you a gash instead
I'll slash ya head with the box cutter or a sharp blade

Snatch ya bread, all for some tokens for the arcade
So just know when you flow you can't test the God
My scriptures so supreme it could bless the God (Allahu Akbar)

You just a fraud but I won't dive any deeper
The white boy screaming' 905 through the speaker
Survive off of reefer, gettin' high daily

Plan to reach the top and I'm gettin' my way G
Never will I slow again, I'll keep a steady flown' pen
New rappers suck they all experts at blowin' men

Right now I'm not goin' zen, basically I'm goin' H.A.M
Angry at this whole $#&@in' world, I need to blow a gram
Better yet a whole pound, tokin' while I roll round

Watch the smoke pour out the window when it roll down
Lookin' like a scene from Up In Smoke
It's true but it's mean man you a $#&@in joke

I'm not playin, I would leave a cop layin'
Underneath the $#&@in' dirt it's hard for me to stop slayin
BRAT!


Verse 3;
When I put the pen down everybody's at risk

To get stomped till they like a $#&@in' compact disc
I'm on a killin' spree there's some will in me to fight still
I got my head high like fiends when they light krill

It's really not easy cause %#@! I'm feelin' hopeless
I'm doing something wrong like I'm $#&@in' dealin' dope-less
I'm $#&@in' stealin' dope it's the weed bandit

Chronic Kush with Chester Cheetah, eatin' a Cheetos
I let the beat bleed slow when my rhyme strike it
The police at the scene never seen a crime like it

I leave the $#&@in' mic split, every time it hear me
Spew sentences so scorching when I spit it sear me
Clearly, all you have to do is listen closely

To understand I'm killer and I'm serial like Post be
I'm nuts, on some mother$#&@in' blade to the spine %#@!
Hardcore lyrics for those who stayed on that grime %#@!

I lost my $#&@in' mind, I need aid just to find it
Workin' hard so one day maybe I'll get paid to rhyme %#@!
Or at least spit with legends that's my dream

And you stole my $#&@in' girl !@$)got that's my queen
BRAT!