I’mma run in your place with a gun in your face// Pistol whip you so hard, it’ll numb up them legs// You’ll have nothing to say, you won’t try somethin’ today// Leave knots and lumps that crate up enough for me to fill my cum on your face// You want to scream pussy, go ahead simply at it// I’ll tie you up and cut your head, put your head in the attic// Leave your head simply battered, your legs simply shattered// All of this while I’m high and I’m set to do damage// Why does it even matter if you got a family// I’ll go after them too like poachers on manatees// I’ll leave you extinct, you’re a figment of my reality// I make way more money that’ll shit on your whole salary// And the only weight you carry is the one from you gettin’ from calories// So listen dummy, respect my presence, okay, got it?// Or I’ll leave you in victim witness protection services with complaints about nonsense//