Rip ?deamr? chest open and use razor blades to tear you apart with../
Leave your house bloody and gaping, cus home is where the heart is/
deamr's a whore, I’m easing through this, he’s already tried his best/
Decapitate your ugly cranium, and leave it a cut above the rest/
It was your turn to grieve, you hit me with what you had, more please/
Just cus you a wildcard don’t mean you got an ace up your sleeve/
correct your name to dream1, snyper lay you to rest, I just can't stop sinning/
deamr gets in a lot of positions...except the one of winning/
I see your a Corporate Manager, you aint black, Bitch, try this dress for size/
Blackest you’ve been is when ya tits smacked you in your eyes/(fagget)
Why you fuckin with me? Want aggro, you just a little boy son/
I’ll give you beef and hope one mans meat is another ones poison/

*just something short for the "26 year old Corporate Manager"*