Society trys to keep me isolated
to protect all the bull shit that they fabricated
Tried to hold me down
Push me around
but I still made it
Though my mind is unsound
Sick of fuckin' around
You push me again, and it's goin' down
No more fuckin' kidding
I'm done getting yelled at
when I walk down the street
I'm not fuckin' shitting
You talk to me again, you're gonna get your fuckin' ass beat
Messin' with me is gonna stop
Someone's gonna get a fucking curb-stomp
Witness my anger unfurl
The wig that stole my girl
About to be in god damn peril
Make the whole world suffer
for the shit they put me through
I've felt that pain enough
and now you feel it, too
Soon, our only difference will be that I'm immune
I'll force you to suffer, until your death,
Soon