Psycho

They kept on firing hot shots like he was a ho
Pushing him to the edge of becoming a psycho
He said no mo' & sliced both of their jugulars
Turning both of them hoes into blood garglers

Professional swallowers made to guzzle his venom
Proving that he's no longer taking shit from them
Causing them to swim in pools of crimson blood
As their levees broke like Hurricane Katrina's flood

Those who were showing them love were on his list
To be hit because disloyalty had gotten him pissed
So he shipped kisses of death to each & everyone
They'll miss his beautiful smile like an eclipsed Sun

He packs a concealed gun known as his third eye
It's able to visualize deceit but it's unable to cry
It just fires heat sinkers at those doing unthinkables
Dropping pills of knowledge like Heathcliff Huxtable

His fucks are combustible & burning in the flames
Most are in ashes because of pain & petty games
He ain't been the same since January 26, 2014
That's when his fucks began to flee the scene

Have you seen them? I doubt that you have
He's changed into a psycho from an empath
The calculated math equated into fractions
So he's disposing of the shit causing his impaction

Actions speak louder than words so he observes
Looking for all of the potholes around each curve
Continuing to swerve around the nails in the road
Leaving behind bodies that've turned stiff & cold