Im dun wit the bullshit/
Ive ressurected my mind, holy cross on ya chest/
Bullets pumped at them lines/
Ya mothers gona get lonely NOW that uve vanished/
Hopes of returnin of strayin coz im droppin hints that uve perished/
Her cherished sons life cut short by my rhetorical anger/
I dont look for response as i cut up his one soul in my hanger/
Deranged is wot they call me but fuck it im pumped/
stuck here eatin ya torso lump after lump/
And you say that im wack/
Well whos laughin now?/
Remains fill up a black sack/
Respect tha white boy from now/

had to be quick coz g2g

il check bk later.