Bringing a pen to a knife fight

My ink's bleeding you like a pig

Bitch nobody remembers you

Where your name written on a rock

I spit

Black is the color of the T shirt

I am wearing

Acted like I don't only sustain of human meat

Bitch I cut you up like french cheese

The wine is on the table

Whatever that means

I will have you after the first meal

And it ain't a salad that it's gonna be

This bitch listening so

Her I rather keep

Myself looking like a creep

The knife I be sharpening

Who is the guy named Loïc

I don't know I threw his body in the place

Where he asked me

I be crazy

I be wildin In this bitch

It ain't more than notin

I be crazy, lack of sleeping

Before I grab my fucking guns

Out of the attic

This night I shoot some fucking stupids

Right from the beginning

Where human beings fucked up

Let the ones that lies

In the shadow on the ones with guts

Man I'm done I be killin out of love

Put them all in the dust