Anti-Hero lyrics

Yes I'm depressed but nothing more
Better stand back and watch me declare war
I walk around with the cane sword
n*ggas think I’m disabled but really I'm just waiting for em
Don't look out the window there’s body parts on the lawn
They think it was me cuz this knife in my palm
But the knife in my palm is aiming for your mom
When the life leave her eyes I'll read her this poem
You motherf*ckers didn't think I'd snap like this but to be honest I don't care
Got the sword in my hand killing you is the plan so y'all ain't going no where
Got a girl without a tan she she holding me back y'all lucky that she right f*cking here
Yall better not wait
Better move outta state
I’m hoping that my blade don’t ware
Y'all getting f*cking scared that my blade
Don’t ware
You talk big but I smell fear
It's a full moon
My body is doomed
Better not come in my lair
I can tell that you scared
That's one a reason that you stare
I don't care about your glare
I’ll dump your body anywhere
And when I say anywhere b*tch I mean anywhere
Ya hear
When I step up out my tomb
I seem to change the mood
Everybody was happy but oh now they so rude
They don't like some body like me I been known to tell the truth
Erik dom a little b*tch sh*t yeah we all knew
Say you wanna kill yourself on Twitter now boohoo
Only if he did
We could get rid
Of faggot ass kids
Who think they tough sh*t
God dammit
I must inmate
I've had it
With these fake ass kids
Your head is what's f*cking cracking if you pull up on me b*tch
f*ck that White boi from god hood that n*gga old news
That n*gga music trash no wonder he need a group
To help his ass through
The things that i do
I don't need a f*cking crew
To make my f*cking moves

Why little Erik on twitter acting out
Like I don't know the number to his house
Like I won't come to his home smack him and his b*tch and his f*cking momma right in the mouth
Give him just one thing he can f*cking think about
Ohsea can't fight boy look like a clown
What makes you think you can put me down
I beat n*ggas ass for a living look around
How They get pulled up by 2 drunk n*ggas in they own damn city but they don't wanna fight
But they wanna fight a n*gga from Canada to be honest that sh*t just don't sound too right
One has hands like a b*tch and the other acts like a big ass dyke
Think I caught miss Erik in his moms bathroom dancing is that n*gga alright ?
You looking like the rest
I'm looking like the best
Put you in the ground right next to ya gramps
Say your depressed
But love to start mess
Thinking to myself this must be a test
n*ggas start beef they don't know no better
Used to this cold I don't need no sweater
n*ggas rap sh*t sprinked with glitter
You and your life is a bond I'll sever