Yo... yo... yo...

Aiming at your head, I couldn't miss when I'm locked on,
Flock to a sanctuary fore I blast your cock with a shotgun,
C'mmon son, you can't take on a Demon nuclear fusion,
There no confusion, your victory is the biggest fuckin illusion.
If it was dawdling by your head you still couldn't catch it,
Throw you down in a casket and smash your dreams with a hatchet,
And now your only elation is when you're trying masturbation,
You're chances of victory are as blank as your occupation,
I'm leaving you now, stop shitting yourself and celebrate,
Next time you come against me remember to fuckin elevate.