Yung Germ Yeah! I got, two feet in the rabbit hole (Okay) And my dead body in the catacombs (Wassup?) When I come back to say "Daddy's home" (Huh?) Family don't recognize my face (Ha ha) And if they run up I give them a taste (Okay) Of anger, this pent up frustrat on to hate (Wassup?) I live in a tundra that fire erase (Huh?) 'Cause I live a life that's not mothafuckin' safe, nah (Ha ha) Don't understand where my homies at Or even if they ever existed (What?) Got some tendencies of the Zodiac I can see through small little glimpses (What?) Feelin' like every day I wear a mask So I tattoo what I think I look like (What?) Might need demon horns and a switchblade And a pitchfork and a pocket knife (Okay) They make you die 'cause you hide what you feel inside You cannot cry so your highs are your lowest times They minimize ya, they minimize ya They minimize ya, they minimize ya I'm a minus Sign on the screen 'til they click on me 'Til I can't breathe, they want sinus My enemies got clique energy Most can't see who are honest They want silence, they want quiet They don't want me grindin' They rather see me grip iron and start firin' And have a nigga momma cryin' 'cause he dyin' They want the ambulance sirens to start flyin' They want me in jail, they want me in Hell They want a nigga never excel They want me to take the test but they want me to fail They want me to cry They want a nigga, want me to die, they want me to hide They want a nigga wanted for crime One at a time, I'm on a nigga head 'til he dead And I head to the feds like I'm 6ix9ine They make you die 'cause you hide what you feel inside You cannot cry so your highs are your lowest times They minimize ya, they minimize ya They minimize ya, they minimize ya They make you die 'cause you hide what you feel inside You cannot cry so your highs are your lowest times They minimize ya, they minimize ya They minimize ya, they minimize ya