Forbes

Here I am, the perfectionist in the flesh

About to cause a massacre like Texas and ya next

To get ya necks detached

Sell you on the black market for 20 bags and use that, as a deposit, for my next detached

This is pure aggression, raw adrenaline is Shaun's medicine

The cure for everything, inject it fast

My mrs tell me I best relax

Sit and let rub your belly as we watch the telle with some jellies and pepsi max

Or a bevvy some henny to get me smashed

Manhattans with a cherry in a sexy glass

But then am bored, find myself thinking of metaphors

I'm the type to hustle for myself get the wealth assured