There's too many things scattered on the floor
I'm trying to be safe but no more
No matter how hard I try to believe
Now listen to me, I don't got much time
I've gotta go back to more shitty rhymes
Just listen to your heart, how it's beating, beating
Open up the rucksack, I don't want the blood splash
Hold on, he too busy actin like a douchebag
Lil' boy looking for some sympathy, nah f*ck that
Lil' bro act like Amy Schumer with a nutsack