This is a song about "Guts over fear"

This batmobile is real hard to steer

I've found myself lonely once again i fear.

Staring at me with fear

Do not attempt to interfere

Good kids make bad grown ups

I hate your fucking guts.

Haters beware, i can see clear

Don't worry, nothing to fear

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Someone reach a hand i'm paralised with fear

You wield a gun but i'm the only one to spill my guts,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

No fear, time for yolo, move over han solo,

I'll go horrorcore on you and rip your guts out

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout