I think it's funny the way you fool yourself On a podium built of shit Every lie a nail in the coffin That I ensured was closed casket Yeah I aint got time for a boohoo bitch Time is money mine is not cheap More than I could say for you Not much to speak of anyway I spent my days building You spent yours talking Right out of your unwiped ass You troll looking fuck Keep talking that talk I'll keep on walking my walk Stay paranoid in the streets hoe Click click mother fuck should have stayed home Fuck you and all of your friends Dick riding leech I honestly think you need help Psychotic Maybe fix your fucking self Before you try to fix everything you see before your eyes In the end we both know the truth No matter how much you try to kid yourself You'll always be my bitch Always knew you'd be a pain in my ass Shoulda taken you out years in the past At last the chance arrives To cut this out of my life Punk you're gonna get it Push my blade in now there is no going back Red starts to spill out along with gasping breath Never knew words could mean this much in real life You wish it was a dream but now you're flatlined You're nothing but a punk