Battery Acid Video (MV)

Yeah, bwai
I'ma tear em a new asshole, watch

Chorus
Here's one for you
This is battery acid
Pennywise think he hard
But he average and flacid
You sucked my dick on pine box
I'ma casket you, bastard
Swimming lessons at Lake Placid
You better practice
Here's one for you
This is battery acid
Pennywise think he hard
But he average and flacid
You sucked my dick on pine box
I'ma casket you, bastard
Swimming lessons at Lake Placid
You better practice

Verse 1
Why you got contempt for women?
Tellem take they make up off
You a child molesting clown
It ain't your place to talk
Is that why you seem infatuated with the chalk?
On your high horse
Snorting Mexican concrete balls
He tried to sneak diss
Said, Quit feeding me soft shit
Which would imply
What you really want is some hard dick
All your life, you need a spotlight
So now you rappin
Your father f*cked you in the ass
And your mother let it happen
You barely fifteen pounds

Rappin like fifteen hounds
Bitch, gimme the rounds
I'ma put this Chihuahua in the ground
Oscar The Grouch
Sound like you got gravel in your mouth
I'd tell you to stop runnin
But your old ass got foot gout
Bwai, why you think you couldn't make it in New York?
So you thought you'd come down here and f*ck shit up?
And that's what you was doing till you got the curtain call
Ran into Clay-Doh and he wrecked your cervical walls (ha ha)

Chorus
Here's one for you
This is battery acid
Pennywise think he hard
But he average and flacid
You sucked my dick on pine box
I'ma casket you, bastard
Swimming lessons at Lake Placid
You better practice
Here's one for you
This is battery acid
Pennywise think he hard
But he average and flacid
You sucked my dick on pine box
I'ma casket you, bastard
Swimming lessons at Lake Placid
You better practice

Verse 2
Actin like we owe him something
And we should award em
Where's Trump at when you need him?
I say we deport em
Like he's trying to get head whenever someone records him
I swear, I could never figure out why you was important
Said, this ain't Fornite
Your ass could get shot
You can't snipe on this level
Your ass could popped
Treat you like a closed caption
Your ass could get dropped
It could get messy
Tell your janitor ass, get a mop (clean this shit up)
Some of y'all could be thinking
How the f*ck could he write that?
It's just that I don't like bully
And they hate when you fight back
Typical Yankee
Think the whole South is dumb
You a arrogant smut peddler
Twitter fingers is numb (studio gangster)
You really think if I called in a hit
That they wouldn't get you
Callin me late at night
To vent with snotty tissues
You's a feather weight

You light like paperweight
You in love with your own mom
That's her body
Don't rape her, wait!

Chorus
Here's one for you
This is battery acid
Pennywise think he hard
But he average and flacid
You sucked my dick on pine box
I'ma casket you, bastard
Swimming lessons at Lake Placid
You better practice
Here's one for you
This is battery acid
Pennywise think he hard
But he average and flacid
You sucked my dick on pine box
I'ma casket you, bastard
Swimming lessons at Lake Placid
You better practice

Verse 3
Taliban looking ass
This fag is so weird
Thinking he's sick
Just cuz he got crabs in his beard
I developed your style
Talked you out of slitting your wrists
Paid your bills for a few months
You must think it's a slave ship (f*ck that)
You're welcome, by the way
For sticking up for ya
If it weren't for me
You'd be outside
Sleeping under a foyeur (ho)
Before I got to you
Sound like someone strangled a cat
Trying to produce but got no ear
Could really mangle a track
Don't even record with this fool
Spend days on his verse, poser
But then when it's your turn
He just give it a once over (the f*ck?)
If he do go on to blow up
It's cuz he using my hooks
I hooked you up
Whenever I left behind my rhyme books (your welcome)
And I did all that for you
Cuz I loved you, dog
But ofcourse, you had to go above and beyond
If hating is what you do
And you do it best
Had to check the Clay-Doh
Should've checked the paternity test (bitch)