You know what I can’t stand about you?
Your audacity to think you can ever do it like
me, to think you can ever be me
I’ll admit at first it was flattering , maybe even an homage
to the bad asses like me that you n ya ilk look towards
but then it was something in ya make up that turned the bile
i already had boiling when I knew what an awful creature you and yours
are. And i was happy to know often first hand how vile ya’ll is
and i clapped at your nasty demise
See it’s been sanctioned, been written in words indeed the Word
you’re beneath the turds you’d just as readily consume as the birds
You’ve no clue about our birds and bees could never know about this
honey pot i got that spew legends and seeds
you and yours know bout them STD’s and fissures, prolapses and bouts of sugar
in ya tank you stank piece of fake fish
ya verbiage like mine you steal I return to sender
Watch the drug induced demises and the bodies that get thinner
no more eyes to eye my prize like dinner
see cuz you a sinner cud never be a winner
This my thoughts when I see ya confused, foul ass
You’ll lose with ya fag ass
yea that word still apply
no application of fake shit rebranded as real
no matter your dresses or your heels
you still a man and I can never chill
evidence of failures and fucked up lineages
I can’t wait to dance at ya’ll funeral
Jesus is coming