Wrong One

Yea it's the old saying, don't mistake kindness for weakness
I'll punch your mother's stomach through her throat and then eat it
I'm the guru of merking
Working like a premier plastic surgeon
Wait...
Cause I still stay on the tit-op!
Go to Venice wearing flip flops over tube socks
Go to bars with a tec and ask a girl to do shots
Jump in swimming pools, ask to join the dive team
And grease up the footholds so the swimmers end up dieeeeeving
See I'm the wrong one to be stepping to
My word is bond, so just try to try see what's left of you
I'm always right, I don't think I've ever been wrong
Left for dead four times, survival is my theme song!
Wicked wordplay and feisty foreplay
I'll claw you on the mat bitch, cause rhyming is my forte
And this is written and recorded all in one day
So in my mind that sums it up, there's really nothing more to say