Counter Measures

Your fucking presence is what sets me off This ain't a fucking trend, this is all I got A fucking tourist and your time is up Don't fucking wait to leave I have struggled and I've dealt with pain This is my grounding , it's what keeps me sane But your mouth keeps popping off I'll make sure I'm the one to make your casket drop So fucking long when you're out of this Don't need anymore of these weak willed kids If it's not in your heart, then stay away This is a lifestyle till your last day What do you know about grit? You're just a bitch You don't know about the struggle Cause you're handed shit Catered to life, quit tryna act mean You have no fucking heart I can see right through your scheme I can't tell who is who You all look the same Old heads have now gone soft And let the weak run untamed Your trend will end before anyone cares Don't want to know your name cause you'll be gone in two years