Don't give no f*cks, I got a couple of guns I load em up and let em bust
Plus my bullets are full of rust
And I got a couple of cuts, but none of them are deep enough
To make the reaper f*cking come Instead he blushed and then he run, so now I'm
Know I got a lot of pain, I might go insane
Check out my chains that dig into my veins
Spawned in with a hundred clips, coming down like f*cking mist
And then I sunk just like a ship, gave my blood a kiss, now my bitch is pissed
A trigger squeezer, it's painted on my demeanor
Hanging with demons for my leisure, plus my homie having seizures
I wake up when I am fiending, any other time I swear I'm sleeping
In a jeep I'll start to creep and leave your whole neighborhood leaking
Leave your whole body shook cause bitch you will get taken
Make your lungs feel f*cked up when you breathing heat from Satan
In a winter storm I'll take your clothes and leave your body naked
So f*cked up I might take out both your kidneys and replace em cause I'm
You can see the splatter of blood on the window pane
I'ma go and change my name Eduardo then I turn to Bane
Smashing planes
Recreated nine/11 nothings changed
I kept it all the f*cking same