Freericky - Holden

I get in your head, man
Stay like I'm Soulja Boy's headband
Got nothin to say man?
I'm the shit like a bed pan!
Oh, you a dead man!
Choppin' them heads like I'm Edmund
Prolly a ghost, got legs I'm Sonic
You just an Eggman
Mane I'm about to hurt a bitch
You fake, you just a Berkowitz
Find death and I just flirt with it
Give fucks? I ain't yet heard of it
No time I ain't yet servin' it
I stay on point like perky tits
Like Junior Pierce that murdered six
But I'll get away with it
Bitch I'm Holden, bitch I'm Holden
Smack you like I'm Bill Tench golfing
Bitch I'm Holden, bitch I'm Holden
Come round me you get to talkin
Bitch I'm Holden, bitch I'm Holden
Brudos bitch I got'em posin'
Bitch I'm Holden, bitch I'm Holden
Leave u like one of Edmund's coeds
Choke ya ass I'm Dennis Rader
Put'cha ass on a ventilator
Smokin' gas not no respirator
Paint'cha fast like an illustrator
See my signs no demonstrators
Y'all should've seen my indicators
Put my seed in incubators
I'm J Dahmer; you meat n taters
Stick wit the family like Manson
Bite ya like Ted no Danson
I'm feelin' a little bit manic
Kidnap but too rich for ransom
I'm Dr. Carr wit my hoes
Brian; I'll nail you down on the cross
Then grab a drink with my bros
Like Ed yo head look good on my pole

Written by:
Anthony McDaniels

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