Battling me? Either you're bold and queer or drunk as shit
But fuck holding your liquor, hold your tears, when these punches hit
I'll trump this kid, pulling his cards, I'm shining and a said sinner
While Rae is lost, no one sees him... his hopes darker than the dead singer
This kid's a real Pimp,pimp? You stutter when my hold is choken
But shiiiiiit, there MUST be an echo; cause you leaving broke 'n broken
I eclipse rays, breaking up light... now it's just a matter of how
But believe that your future's dark and insecure, left in a shadow of doubt
Homo got a chip on his shoulder, he's never gonna drop it
Secret to the day he dies and he'll be the skeleton in the closet