Throat

I did a lot but nah, for real, I was born with stronger psyche

Then I realized all the fakest people evil, they don't like me

They abandoned ship, can't handle it, I put that on my life, but see

The weasels breathing deeper either seething or you floating

I'm exposing and I'm ticking, getting closer to exploding

As a kid, I really did, I read the rights of which I'm holding

Got the strangest sense of foresight, few have seen that I'm all-knowing

But I'm staying armed and dangerous, the fuck are all you going?

Fuck the pistols and the rifles, bring a kitchen knife to fight me

It's a thriller kinda night, because the wind got freezer icy

It's unlikely, beat it black and blue, you bandage up your righty