Shit just got real

Aggressive bitches

Chill out you snitches

Looking at your face reminds me roaches

Ive got no other wishes

just leave in pieces

Make sure i never see your face again or ill turn you into faeces

I be doing your bitch down in the sidewalk paying pennies

Bushmen with blowguns and bamboo baskets of berries

I don't fiend for beef: I eat bitches

I have limited amounts of time to fulfill my life's wishes