Yeah, yeah

N-n-n-n-nose to ground, stay on your grind

Don't turn around, walking the line

Know when to close your mouth and move in silence

I get loud, perpetuate violence

Out my face, you better get, better get out my space

I don't got time if you don't got kindness

Move in silence

I get loud, perpetuate violence

Blood drip down, hit the floor

Hear that sound and give me more

Skin cut open, spillin' my inner statе

On a dinner plate

My blood drip down, hit the floor

Hеar that sound and give me more

Skin cut open, spillin' my inner state

On a dinner plate

And you could eat it up

You don't got the stomach for this shit

I reach into my chest and make you other rappers out my ribs

Treat me like a piece of meat, like I don't deserve to grow

Blew up off my early shit when I was still learnin' to flow

Now I'm defined by rhymes I wouldn't spit a second time

Hate it when they tell me go back to that style I despise

When I hit you with that, "Shut the fuck up

bitch, " don't be surprised

Parasocial motherfuckers don't know shit about my life

Bitch, I'm stressin' out like everyday

sittin' in the waiting room

Hospital trips and doctor visits, that impendin' doom

Loomin' over me, that darkness leakin' into every tune

It's not always as lit to be a rapper as you might assume

Livin' in a cartoon, same shirt every day

Ain't no way I can escape, can't even smoke the pain away

Addicted to the energy drinks, they make me feel awake

Walking zombie, hands in front of me like I cannot see

Uh, some people call me the greatest, some call me "Nazi"

Cameras flashin' outside of the show like paparazzi

I feel violently in my heart, but I just want peace

Suicidal thoughts get quieter, but they do not cease

Fuck that, and fuck everybody, and fuck the whole world

Hit it from the back, the way I do it make your toes curl

Fuck the shit you want, bitch

fuck the fame and gettin' rich

Fuck the music that you like

matter fact, it's fuck your life

Only thing that's guaranteed is

one day you gon' kick the bucket

Fuck it, I'ma spill my guts

you people can't get enough of it

You can have my liver and kidneys and my fuckin' stomach

Slice it open with the knife, I see the fluid runnin', my

Blood drip down, hit the floor

Hear that sound and give me more

Skin cut open, spillin' my inner state

On a dinner plate

My blood drip down, hit the floor

Hear that sound and give me more

Skin cut open, spillin' my inner state

On a dinner plate

And you could eat it up

And you could eat it up, eat it up