Lost in a Maze

Bish on the tip,I look like Im Aaron Rogers
Ya daughter
Im eating that ***** before I slaughter
Come and ride my face before I choke you with the collar
Come low down and taste
Just while Ya kneeling on the alter ey
Keep on talking and Ill turn into a stalker ey
Eating *****,like my **** gone maybe lost it ey
Busy talking,bish Im lost inside a f*cking maze
Locked and loaded,boutta blow out all my f*cking brains
Bish Im that f*cking kid
Boutta cause you all u to motherf*ckin break ya ribs
In the pit
Drown my b*tch in my spit
Baptiz a b*tch baby Im a baptist
On that sad ****
On that suicidal kill ur self
And everybody else who talking mad ****
Grab a bat b*tch
And go beat ur neighbors ass
Show him how it feels and beat him like his dad did
Riding , gopro
While she giving dome,yo
Stats like yoyo s go low
But Im f*cking **** hoe
Living dreams I had in 6th grade
While Im f* cking so broke
Never thought id smoke but now Im smoking blunts alone so
Marco Polo
Why nobody listen
Fill a bottle with depression and some laced prescriptions
Kill a kidney,kill a kid he got no more decisions
Click clack,Click boom
B*tches with the sickness