When I was younger I used to faint at the sight
Of blood, now that I'm older I noticed it ain't at the
Sight of blood now the sight of blood equals the very
First sight of love, menstrual cycles feelin' like you right
At your height of drugs

Bleed 4 me baby angel hart rage ♥♥♥♥♥♥' you makes
Me feel a murderous sensation blood mixed with
Ejaculation ♥♥♥ bustin' bump heads till concussions
After we done ♥♥♥♥♥♥' if I can't get the spirit I've won
Nothin'

I got children, and a wife he's thinkin' of
Leaping off of buildings taking flight. By
Now somebody should have killed him, end his
Life but too many mutha ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ feel him and his mic

Somebody stop him cause he's ♥♥♥♥♥♥' up my lively
Hood, with me trapped inside this psycho how can
I be good to my wifey if it's remotely close to a
Punani he's in it monster runnin' us back and forth to
The free clinic

If you're a friend, time to say too da loo
Cause ain't no possible way he can ever be true
To you, cancel your appointment to do the do
If he wants to kill himself what the ♥♥♥♥ you
Think he wanna do to you?