 It's a race to my place with a chainsaw and gas But once we finish with the case, I wear your face as a mask This rusty alpha chain, it's what you tryna battle for It's like a matador, ravenous cave in a tyrannosaur I crack a jaw like Kate West, it's a few testes and be having y'all Up in hospitals into a catheter I swallow marinols, it still ain't calm yet Vietnam war then, my rap's named Palm Death