KNOCK KNOCK, IT'S ME AGAIN Lyrics

Knock knock, it's me again

Do you need a friend?

Don't call me when you're meeting them

Call if you need send a cheetah to be eaten

I mean it when I tell you I'm leaving, I'm evil

You fuck with my wife and you hurt her feelings

I'm pulling the knife

Like eating a meal, then stabbing you twice

Stapling hands to the back of your bike

Then sticking a spike in the back of your eye

I'm back up on my fucking bullshit

When I pull shit, I won't mull shit over

And I'm full of clips for killing cops

I'm sending them off while they're getting off of every charge

Molotovs in the back of their car, I'm so pissed off

That I might just slit my throat and bleed until I choke

While you suck my dick and spit in my throat hole

Use the choke hold on my heart till I go cold

I'm pissed off harder, use my revolver

I call it my problem solver

My mom was always bothered at my lyrics

And to be honest, I don't wanna hear it

When I kill myself my spirit

Is coming through the speakers

Can you hear it, is it clear yet?

I'm tired of these fucking words

Hurting me since birth

So I destroy every verse

To erase 'em from this earth

Now I hope that you're immersed

While the fucking pot is stirred

Pour the water on my hurt, throw it in the dirt

I'm barely breathing when heaving

From drinking too much alcohol in the evening

I'm out of all the weed I'm receiving

I'm out of your league, I'm a wife receiver

If you show me your cleavage

I might consider letting you suck on my penis

Sipping margaritas, the hardest demeanor

Get me to feature? You bitches gotta be meaner

My demons' honored to meet ya

I gotta believe that you want to be eaten

You step to me talking about the way I'm conceited

I gotta beat ya

Slap you bastards like I'm a parental guardian

Fuck partying, in way too much trouble with my audience

Build a monolith in my presence and I'm on top of it

Turn in it to Optimus

With optimal optics to opt of optional convos

Locking on the targets

Popping them harder than when 2Pac

Stopped and shot two cops, that shit was awesome

God I miss the awful prick

Lately, I've been lying like crazy

I've been tell the ladies that I'm a virgin

Poking condoms in their purses

When they stop being nervous

Shooting my super sperm in them

Giving babies for their titty milk

Tell them don't give birth to them

Abortion is an important form of birth control

The more we practice, the less you're mourning them

So cold

In the morning I'm horny, little distorted warning:

I'm pushing forty in approximately 20 years or so

Pouring out my heart and soul for this record

For the record, I sold my soul to the devil

Pushing up my levels, mastering mix tapes

My last break was an ass slap on my last date

I'm past dates, expired eggs, I just might break

If I'm dropped too hard I might fade the fucking mic

And knife shank a little bitch in finite space

I'd race to meet God face to face

You're scared to leave your safe space

You cowards probably wouldn't jay walk

If 8 cops told you to cross the road

To grab Adolf during a traffic stop

While wearing body armor

On top of your white privilege

You outta be honest with ya self, you bitches

You gotta be kidding, I'm honestly sickened

A part of me listens when fathers are bitching

The trauma of living with drama to fit in

Impossible vision

To solemnly live in apartment conditions

With no pot to piss in

"Walk in the kitchen and stop all your bitching"

I'm washing the dishes

While papa is giving his pot to the children

Your momma is missing at work on a mission

Your brother is tripping, your dad is indifferent

He's popping prescriptions while dropping pills

Amoxicillin...

Not in a prison, so you're a new victim

Of awful decisions you'll make in a minute

You're stuck in the system

But truthfully sometimes it feels like

Everybody would be better off

If you just fucking stopped living