You say i'm a rat and ill prolly break your trust
But nah ill break in your house you know what im about
I'm sneaky like a mouse now how did my dick get in your mouth
How did my name get in your mouth
There must be a drought of things to talk about
So i'm letting bitches know ill break your jaw over your flaws
So maybe you shouldn't f*ck with me at all
I'm off the mother f*cking wall
They say real men don't lie real men don't cry
Well i guess i'm not a real man but ill still take your life no bitch
I don't use a gun i use a knife
Come with me see the thoughts inside my f*cking mind
See the bodies in my basement
The guns in the addict
The blood soaked knives and razors in the bathroom
All the suicide notes i never used
All the names written down in my little red book
Take a look it will have you mother f*cking shook