Like in Hollywood
Pull me closer baby
Slit my throat and throw me
In the river like you
Hate me
You say I think too much
That I don't care enough
Do I do drugs, go out and f*ck
Like I'm an incubus
Why your lyrics gotta sound so sick?
You make my skin crawl
Like I got ticks
Do I give enough?
Do you live enough?
You're getting flustered
With my flow like I just
Drew some blood
Pinky paper cuts
Go on and suck your thumb
I'm soaking in the sun
And sinking in the
Sibilants
I'm glad you're lyrics don't sound like his
Well he's a rockstar
And you're a prick