I'm hall of fame material, the Heel at your burial
I make ya fam bleed, so quick, must be arterial
use blood for my cereal, my gimmick as a serial

killer, I rip box tops like it's venereal

I'm bacterial, i'm that disease that you could cure

but i'm like rape van candy, you still want more
i haunt more minds than the dollars do the poor
reach in her front pocket and blow change out her back door


she's just crack !@^%, so i don't feel bad
she'll call any man daddy, cuz she never had a real dad

she been banged by more clubs, than a bludgeoned seal has
she even sucked my dick, (*##$ i hope them lungs heal fast


kneel down, put them hands together
god, i know our relationship will never get better
we always gotta argue over who gets her wetter

you can make it rain, but what i do gives her feathers