XIII Give no fucks about a bitch, you press on me you get depressed and then you get your shit split, real quick Fuck you mean, you said mean it, better show it bitch, all my niggas in the pit, we swing and then we swing and swing and swing again.
He a bitch, where he at. He a bitch, where he at. He a bitch, where he at. What the fuck, where he at.
He a bitch, where he at. He a bitch, where he at. He a bitch, where he at. What the fuck.
Deep in the pit is where I reside, I'm losing my mind, I'm losing my mind. And no i'm not fakin, and no I am not lyin, I'm duckin and curvin when fists get to flyin
I swing on repeat like I'm tryin to riot. I'm quiet, I'm violent, I'm swingin in silence. You think, but you do not know what is inside us Don't step to me and get fucked up like the climate
It's just what I do to let the all stress go I step in the pit then I ebb & I flow Fuckin with me then you already know you can come to a show, I'll see you on the floor.