Soon lad

I think I made it I paved it Couple of thousand in my pay slip I spent it all on a rave and now I might cave in My arm I shave it Ow f*ck the blood that I bathe in I might be mental insane in the brain That's what I made in I need to be paid in full Cos I'm not gonna stop not gonna become the dumb cunt fool Speaking shit dropping the stool Every time I hear a beat the rhyme pattern in my head I'm having a seizure epileptic fit and twitching cos I can't Even put it together Don't give a f*ck about the weather raining Ukraine invading Shooting like Putin And tooting his hooting On a call and then I see the cunt Now I'm booting him Like whos is him I play those beats I play those sims I wear those shoes lie TN's Dreaming of being Eshay's blazing back Starring back Like Liam's cutting my hair but here's the truth The girl at back Asking for a group'y Nah she just wants a snoopy See her booby Oh shit realized it was a fucking ruffe She gave a blowjob I feel her fucking teeth sharp We went on a walk and then she went under The tarp She is a retard That is the truth I kept her nice and warm and then I fed her under roof She say "ay boy, you got the youth" Yea, I sit back spit in the booth She wanting 50 percent I said f*ck off you skinny goose Screaming and complaining The abuse that I'm claiming Now she is flaming Just a dumb dog who needs some taming Narcissistic prick Huh what the f*ck is new You said you cheated Jacob I verbally beated And now I got an upgrade Flat chest and got a clapped face Spade nose And some infested looking yellow toes Tracey tapped face looking like my ex Her name is Lacey I could never kiss you Cos you just got that clapped forehead Your looking very Bold Your looking like your ball 17 but your looking like your really old Nah, you say you never liked me but we know the truth You can lie to your friends But you know nothing could compare me Yea you know its barely You said that I'm the smartest kid you know And you just wanna go and be with me And you wanna suck it slow Your lying to your mates and it just had to have me dying I wasn't really lying I'm sorry I had you crying The math's your multiplying You said your made for me You own me $150 Ya fuckin see who's lying Your bullshit that I'm not buying You know I'm smarter the you And that's facts Smoking down in packs Smashing all my Macs See I'm hungry for these tracks 16 and I'm not getting taxed Distro(kid) is getting maxed Janitor I'm getting Dax'ed Snorting a bucket in stacks Better watch over your backs Yea, you best stop talking Out front of your house I got my shiv and that's what I'm talking I'm walking thru I'm stalking you Psychoses and I'm talking to A wall I'm always visualizing beating up these cunts Had trauma since a kid And now I'm going on these hunts I need to chill and fucking smoke some Blunts It's Out soon HEHE