Produced by: Uni
Lyrics
Verse 1
I'm an immature jerk, a premature birth
If I hit a bitch I'll probably hit the floor first
Go and get the nurse while I'm shittin' in her purse
It's alligator skin but to me it's worth dirt
I think I need a doctor, make sure he serves church
'cause he can stop the bleeding but he can't cure curse
If you look close enough you can see the sword hurts
They threw me outta school 'cause of three or four perks
Maybe I'm disturbed, or maybe it's the words
Maybe I should stop sayin' maybe in this verse
My asshole burps when I eat a hors d'oeuvre
If I don't sell a record I'm a beat the store clerk...
down to a bloody pulp, non-fiction in the works
I'm cold enough to freeze all the friction when it burns
Last things first, Cobain comma Kurt
My style stands out like cocaine on the shirt
Hook (2x)
From the bottom to the the top, I got this locked
Bodies get chopped, open up my shop
My shop, My shop
My shop, My shop