This is a song about "Sadistic"

I choose that not mine, sadistic like another crime statistic

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

So here i am at the store for some chips

Sadistic, evil, and generally brainless

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

I get called more and more sadistic

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Sadistic boy be realistic i hope these lyrics get under your

I am the overseer, an undeveloped mind of your sadistic peer,

A legend out here, and i'm ending careers by the end of my year

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Cause kappa's sadistic, slap them and fist them

Now i'm taking these pills and i ain't even sick

I'm a sick spic, on the mic i flow sadistic.