Ugly

Here he is ladies and gentlemen
Out the catacombs
Young Pat Psalm
With the hottest shit imaginable
Turn your fucking brain sideways
Quadrilateral
Maybe find a way to pay him back with no
Collateral damage
I can't fucking stand it
The way that this shit has been going
Nobody has once been able to stand in
My way, I say
Today is the day that you die
And there wont be a funeral
Tell your whole family I threatened to kill all your friends
Break all your shit and burn you all

The truth is I truly don't have time to be dodging more felonies
Rather make melodies up in my bedroom
With all this paraphernalia sitting right next to me
Threat to is something you'll never be
Tear off your face while I'm tweakin on ketamine
Scream at the sky as I bludgeon your skull
Repetitive, repetitive, repetitive, repetitively

Hard pressed
Back against the wall zero options
Had to do it this year
Had to raise my life worth
Couldn't catch me slippin
Gotta put these hoes on game
Give me all the cash and crops you've grown
Give a fuck about you lames

One day, they'll wanna kill me
All because my reach too great
Stake me out a couple weeks for a couple weeks
and try to put in a cage
I'll be in the fucking window putting police in their graves
At which point I'll take a bullet to the eye inside my face

I don't sell no drugs no more
That shit is way too fucking goofy
Builds an empire on a rock
Just to fuck around and fucking lose it
If you're gonna learn a lesson from this ugly fucking track
It should be to keep your teeth sharp and watch your motherfucking back