2011

[Chorus]
Tats on my neck and my fuckin' wrist
I do what I want, don’t give a shit
What is wrong with me? I got armory
I'ma smoke 'em down, like a tree
Stuck up in the fuckin' ground, six feet

[Verse]
Mask on when I run through the night
I’m an undead demon in disguise
Hands up, praying to the sky
Yeah, woah, you won’t make it alive
On that doorstep, hey, okay
That’s some fucking shit, uh, uh
Put him out, like a cig, uh, uh
These crackheads need a rig, uh, uh
These rappers need a crib, uh, uh
Yeah, I'm outside with cid, uh, uh
They wanna start shit, but suck
This ain’t no Worldstar, bitch, you fuck
Yeah, bitch, I'm a rockstar, bitch, what's up?
And I don’t even know who the fuck you are
Bitch, I'm skrrtin' off fast in a push-to-start
They ain’t real, they just larp ya
I walk outside with art, yah
You shouldn’t even start, yah

[Chorus]
Tats on my neck and my fuckin' wrist
I do what I want, don’t give a shit
What is wrong with me? I got armory
I'ma smoke 'em down, like a tree
Stuck up in the fuckin' ground, six feet