• in the city ridin hard on camel,
    drink coke erryday so im missing my enamel,
    two shots and a flanel
    i go hard down south so play my strings like a banjo,
    ptsd my first name is rambo,
    speed up in a lambo... sho nuff
    sneak up on your dad and hook kick him in the nuts
    get them stuck in his butt , woah!!!

    its okay i rap punk rocks imagine being poor
    havin to wipe your a** with your sock
    and no way to clean them
    shoe smell like s**t
    they treat you like s**t
    everything is s**t
    cancer in your tits
    everybody donate

    its homo in the dojo so nobody procreate
    lets disappear never to reappear
    it is the end so the end draws near
    hunted with these spear but im in the club spearin
    whippin on that a** like a parent and bad chillren
    or when you fail a court apearence
    and they meet you at you house, snatch you out
    beat yo pregnant wife and take you and bounce
    put you in the big house while your kid grow up alone
    not able to be raised so he becomes a clone
    of what you were then you get blamed for a cycle that still remains
    from when it happend to you