Verse 1: I’ve been stuck in this position I’m in and there’s no way out even if i think i got so many motherfuckin skins i can play out I’m angry, I’m pissed off and I’m ready to do a fuckin fade out cuz I’m done, this is the last bitch I’m gonna make out i dont care if you’re pretty, I’m a little bit of shitty person and I’m evil and a killer with a pen and a pad and I’m hittin your cranium like a pitter-patter it’s fittin better for each one of my lyrics which i dilly-dally with my itty-bitty demons and little bitty enemies let’s get down to the nitty gritty this beat is my wife that i get jiggy with and this mic is the wigdy shit I’m free as a pigeon, motherfucker quit your bitchin I’m sick and tired of pay attention while nobody gives a fuck about it look closely and you’ll see all the negativity and false signs I’m surrounded i think i gotta be cool and chill but the demons inside me keep screamin in the highest level to be heard to get me started to Chorus: go off go off go off go off Verse 2: nowadays I’m so childish and no discreet with off-color humor it’s something i gotta rip it from my fuckin soul so it’s a tumor it seems nobody likes it any more as I’m hearin all these rumors fuck them and fuck you too fake-ass cowards no more mr nice guy, yeah so you better shut the fuck up when I’m talkin and ear up cuz I’m the most hated one in this bitch and see i cheer up with my motherfuckin homies in a fuckin pub, yeah beer up you cant control over me, you want me down but i steer up everything goes down, nothin seems prettier any more all the time I’m wishin I’m dreamin or i feel like i better go and take a vacation leavin all these bullshit behind I’m too stressed out, guess i cant get out of this shit alive why do i need to show off to my bosses whose thought is basically if i work less than nine hours it’s a loss she clocks out early, claims she deserves better while i work more but get paid half — fuck that red logo on my badge Chorus: go off go off go off go off Verse 3: Climbin to the highest mountain and i see that all in vain and that’s when i lose it start losin control I’m so insane motherfuckers wanna test me, wanna leave me brainless but i got an uzi attached to my tongue, I’ll make you feel the pain I’m a kind of sorcerer forgin ahead with a force through porcelain doors of the lonely gorgers who know the source of the thoughts about false error that they force on us all i need a pokeball, throw it to the out-cold enemy in order to get him mine — oh lordy yo this aint the formula, we need it’s horrible we about to blow in a minute let’s get crawlin slowly, get ghost if they notice us are you jokin? no I’m not she’s about to lose control at any moment so i need to Chorus: go off go off go off go off
