Cap N Crunch

[Verse]

I got sixteen sixteens and if I write one more song

And I'll be at seventeen again like Zac Efron

You punk motherfuckers get stepped on

I'm best on any beat that I take a mess on

I see right through you like you got mesh on

A hard body, like Brianna's dad I get my flex on

The best one, my name gets spoken 'bout

Cause I spit crack verses that bring smokers out

So know your route filled with unleaded

As I escort this beef to death like the paramedics

Yeah I said it, everything thing I touch is deaded

Tyler directed the funeral and this just got beheaded

Forget it, the killer's in the booth

And I'm drunk off this serum so all I spit is truth

And I don't really rap I am panic on this muse

How you get killed using verbally abuse

It's dead, somebody call the coroner

This is what it sounds like when Domo Genesis cornered you

You're gone, knife to the neck

Just for respect, bitch this is OF

Yes I'm crazy, I'm a bastard

All I spit is dirty like pornographic rappers

Stop, you're dead honey

Cause I eat you all up like I was Ted Bundy

No funny, where the fuck you bunching?

I'm a serial killer, don't get your Cap n' Crunched, bitch