MENTIA!

[Verse 1: Damian Lopez]
I got a backpack in my back pocket
My ass fat, need a laptop
I make bops, had your man nod
Slobbed on his knob like corn cob
I make bitches go tick tock
I cannot mess with TikTok
Shoutout Ye, that’s the main guy
Y’all already know that we praise God
I slip nut, that’s a great job
Your bitch crying to Slipknot
I slit bitches like they was a wrist
Or Ed Sheeran’s hairline
I swear to God, that man ugly
Have you ever seen his forehead?
I’m on the bed like foreplay
Don’t fuck cousins, cause I’m gay
Can’t fuck men, don’t want AIDS
Don’t want bitches, I need bread
You fuckboys can’t get laid
I’m on the surface, you big head
Kick the hell out of a toddler
Homicidal? No I’m homocidal
Give head to a random dude, all a sudden they got no head
Bars on bars, they go hard
Kick the hell out of a pole bar
Slaughter this beat with no hesitation
I kill bitches, not menstruation
That’s menopause, you stupid broad
I cut you off, vasectomy
You’re tone-deaf, no melody
You spin opps? I make them twerk
Oh wait, nah, I mean I make them work
Pray to the lord, twice a day
I cook them up, name’s Chef
8 years ago, my name Jeff

[Verse 2: Lil Broomstick]
I’m fucking mad
Imma run to the bank with a rifle
And take everything they have
I’ll beat the fuck out your grandma
If she in there making deposit to her savings account
Don’t give a fuck if she got gout
She could have Alzheimer’s or dementia
I’m about to do shit, I can’t even mentia