My Glock is in state custody but I'm thankful that I'm not
Broke the clutches of the devil now my camp Prayin to God
Kicked them harlots out the temple and my tattoos say a lot
Lead me not into temptation you gon catch a friggin block
It's that northeast scrub gang
Suckin out all my blood fangs
Sharp iced out teeth livin is such a good thang
Now I can let my nuts hang
Playin around with dumb bank
Divination scrying fortune tellin my double cup drank
Stay in them trenches wit dirt road roads where the ammo is stacked
The boogaloo my fuckin set its like that camo my flag
I can't be bothered with these hoes and as a matter of fact
Don't care for chicken neck ass bitches only vampire bats

Watchu trippin' for?
This angel don't trip, he flys

She's got on black leather heels that crawl up her thighs tight
Make me fall back down the hill I slide
Smacked with the knuckles, the back of the palm, aight
When your knees buckle stay there and pray for your life
Wipe the tears from your eyes, a terrible fright I know
Here's some advice dear, you should probably just go
'Cause I smear blood on walls, I'll paint your mural
I'm Van Gogh, put the ear in the envelope
Here ya go, hoe now take it and run, cunt
If you're here when I get home, tonight you sleep in the trunk
At the end of the pier stare as the waves come in
The end begins here, soon we cease to exist