Baby you're the one
Grab my knife and my gun
It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke
They don't know about the meth, and the smack and the dope,
Just give me a carrot gun
Insubordinate for good reason
I got something you've been waiting for
Except ill be commitin lyrical murder
Perhaps it's just a fantasy
Murder his family
And if you'll see me with meth
Wish i could shed all these tears
In the car with a gun,
Can’t you see just how long my run
Racism, sexuality, religion and murder
The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder
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