King of Fentanyl

Punch me on the good side of my face

And make me strong for everybody

Caress me on my knuckles where

I don't feel anything, my darling

Hold the heavy blows

On your forehead round and round

And all I want you to know

Hit back on the walls

And avoid backing down down down

Take me at the backstreets of your sound

Where we can hide any body

Drive me to the bars of the deepest woods

And we're gonna wear our pants baggy

Kick me on the bottom of my legs

And I will walk in the muddy

Crush me on the ditch of the fentanyl

And celebrate the dead of my buddy

Hold the heavy blows

On your forehead round and round

And all I want to know

Hit back on the walls

And avoid backing down down down

When you come at the king

You best not miss your shot for the crown

And all I want to know

If you can't let 'em in

Cops will bust the door of playground