44.

I'm just saying;
If you beat your wide to a pull in front of your kids
And then literally kidnap the child you share to keep him away from her,
Then refuse to pay off the eviction on the apartment you lost because you beat her senseless in it,
You're a little pussy ass bitch..
I'm just saying

Careful laying curses at your own doorstep
Careful what you say, fake shaman
You just might get it back
Careful who you lay with
And the games you play with heads
Cause bass will roll
It's getting old so
Burn in hell
With your regrets
I said
Amen

420 Starr Michael Roberts 555

You write and carve curses
I reverse them

Your sprite is my highest
My eye the divine
Fine,
Here's your time

—now nobody knows my name.

Now I lay with shapeshifters and hate you every day.

Now I'd rather be away from you
Than have the fame
Anyway,
As I prophesized,
Every time I cry
It digs a deeper grave for you

Not even the baby I gave you could save you
I already forgave you
But I forgot the words to say
—that slays you

Now I'm sick
So sick I can barely get to Hell's Kitchen
Where the devil is
Reminding me I'm irrelevant
Even the villain

Okay then

I guess I'll lighten to the coughs
And eat my cake then

Turns out everything you did and said
Ends in your detriment
Seems that I had woken up from the dead
And now I'm dead again
Everybody's lighting me up
So now I'm red again
And I'll keep playing these drums
Until I'm fred again..
you dumb fucking
but sucking knuckle busting motherfucker
I'm coming for ya
Tell your dad's lawyers to buckle up
Cause The ride's bumpy

—you never loved me.