Lick your wounds
Dudes crazy
Loony tunes
Ha
Sticks and stones
Might break your bones soon
Ha
Lick your wounds
Go ahead
Lick your wounds
Ha
Bitch watch your tone
Weed-wacker came to prune
Check da the butterfly knife
Stashed in his cocoon
Hop out the embryonic sac
Pop in full attack
Pulled the rug out from under you
Puss still intact
Sharpen my skill to pay this Visa bill
No will and testament plant my feet at Dreamville
Heavy is the head that wears the crown or is it still
Been on fire drill mode since Goku and Krill-en
Since then been schizto wit the pen
Ready to offend women children men
Every one of them
If you need me Ill be in my own bubble
Stirring up trouble add my semen maybe make a little double
Pure mutt dare anyone to re-buddle
Night crawlin in my blood think dangers callin
Ball up my anger flood everything im haulin
Ah who am I kiddin Im just stone wallin
Slippin best believe even the greats fallen
Little lamb trust you are not goats
Your all sheep who learn to multiply thats all folks
Lamba Sigma Pi
Whatever man its all a joke
Greek letters to signify you rich I'm broke
So let it soak in caloakial cloaks
Little mom n pop clique driven
Hipster hoax take some notes
Orange aint the new black wont survive in prison
That broken system is a cage people have to livin in
So get outta ya prism
No need for an Uber bitch I stay driven
Yea
Said get outta ya prism
No need for an Uber
I stay driven
Lick your wounds
Dudes crazy
Loony tunes
Ha
Sticks and stones
Might break your bones soon
Ha
Lick your wounds
Go ahead
Lick your wounds
Ha
Bitch watch your tone
Weed-wacker came to prune
He just said to blow him
Cum make a pants balloon
Since the jump my rap status been debated
Started gettin hated on thats how I knew I made it
Unless its all ruse catfish was I baited
Bout to throw a fuss like whos who being traded
Watched life skate by I was into bladin
Thought my fate died I was into shadin
Watched the paint dry I was into fadin
Caught the red eye I was into hatin
Didnt realize shit id been Culkinized
Same as Machauley my parents werent wise
They on a shoppin spree cop the prize on my dime
Bet you hear stories like this all the time
Baby model robbed of more then just his prime
Stole twenty five four zeros stacked behind
You have no idea the mountains I had to climb
Lay brick by brick, take step by step
Crumbled over tryin to process my moms death
I forgive you both tryin to be the bigger man
Ive reached heights well above a twelve step program
Sorry ha I'm not sorry
Man Im on one today
Back to my Atari