I dedicate this song to Little Billy in the mets cap
If you'll come here again I will put on my white bride dress and kill your parents for a ruble or less And I do not possess a Hattori Hanzō
I just had to get the war out like Sage Francis shooting up Gaza
I know that my references are too sick and hard to follow hang on tight to that dick of knowledge don't spit but swallow
My ex said if I'm definitely not gonna come back She's off the rails and kills herself and acts a train wreck I said if your life consists of fucking me, when you get a chance You should slice those arteries and let the blood dance
Trapped like an animal in a cage, I CAN'T drink away my pain Or smoke away my brain, but I STILL do those in vain Begun my turn to shine, mine turn to rhyme I helped these fake fucks too many times,
I'm too far gone, is it worth it, can I get one bro fist
When everyone I acquaint feels more like an accomplice And I'm not accomplished, and acquiring currensy, so what you gonna do to me
I'm shit, and it's your dinner, now I'm through with you