come at me, bro!/cross that line!/i’ll show you exactly what i’m capable/of doing to someone like…YOU!

i don’t wanna learn your dance/i don’t care for this advance/that’s for now the one defense/not to be caught behind your fence/i prefer to be a freak/and the world might call me weak/if you give me immediate sense/i know i move behind your fence

walk up, i’m throwing blood at the carpet/my bitch a demon, she love when i start shit/look, yo’ bitch swear that love with an artist/i fuck her right then, ‘cuz that bitch not the smartest

we can band together, supersonic phonics/’cause my chronically ill state relates/to wilma, freddy, betty, barney, and slate/he’s superstone with a bone/(bey-hey-hey-hee-haw!)/they and she saw and he saw/me seesaw with your peepaw/and your meemaw

if you got - if you got what you wanted/if you got what you wanted the most/if you got - if you got what you wanted/would you still be fucking depressed?/would you still be fucked up by the past?/would you still regret everything? yes

do i believe in god? do i believe in me? (yeah, ooh yeah)/some people wanna die so they can be free/i said life is just a game, we’re all just the same (do you wanna play?)/oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

i hate what i am so i can’t be sober/your touch is enough to ruin my composure/my mistake, i mistook you for a different person/you drive hate into me, now i’m a burden/you drive hate into me, now i’m a burden