Halls Harbour

She got water in her eyes No wonder she telling lies No wonder, it's a wonder I wonder when she'll die One hundred, just a number And not the times she cried Not the times I sighed Or the times I died inside I got a jojos stand on my back Quick to put him down on his ass They think I'm cheating and deceiving The way my fucking stats are stacked Got dual jackals in my satchel Next to the twenty blades grapple and scalpel Pussy boy talking shit, he too fragile That's just one reason I can't stand you Y'all niggas must be insane Tryna put your hands up and stop my blade Y'all must not use your brain That shit couldn't even stop the rain Let me guess, I got these faggots mad Tryna cancel something that I don't have Deep down, I hope you sad Deep down, just know I'm glad No, you don't know what it's like To have a knife ricochet off the spine I'll tell you what it's like Cutting meat, that's just too right Season a hoe and I'll season her light Put in a crockpot, wait overnight Serving for dessert to people I spite Cracking a smile cause they thinking I'm nice