I grip on the stick and I aim for your head
David Blaine on yo teeth got you tasting some lead
Bulletproof vest catching ash cigarette
I be playing these bitches like marinate
Infrared beams with a 2-4x scope
I'll be honest with you I don't Fuck with the dope
Beetle juice said he's the black fucking nope
I've been worshipping him more than bitches can cope
Don't need a god I just needed some hope
But whenever I need him get out the slope
Hang from a noose but I won't kill myself
Still cant change the fact I'm at the end of the rope
I, get what your saying
Been payed attention just don't give a fuck
I could be serious but I was playing
I could show innocence hit like a truck
Fuck it, I am not innocent
Come at me I'll start an incident
Don't be so impotent
I'll pack my bags and leave town like an immigrant
I am so vigilant I am magnificent
I ain't the devil got horns like maleficent
Get with the regiment let's hear your testament
Please keep in mind I don't care bout your sentiment