text: Loco to the bone
  Chillin at home all alone
  There go the ring of the phone
  I pick it up slow
  Just when I thought thisll hit in Im ready to go
  Throw on my black and my red
  Im broke as fuck
  But that could all change with a little bit of luck
  Yall crying motherfuckers aint shit
  Talk shit
  When I scream in your face get buck
  Bitches pretending they dont really see me till they saw my face up on the T-V
  Kill a bad man
  Kill a better man
  Dont mean a thang as long as the gun of the reaper put a bullet straight through my brain
  Watch me regenerate
  Only Im twice as insane
  Im coming for your wife and Ill grab a burrito as soon as I get paid
  Mask on
  With a red magnum in your fucking desk
  Mask on
  With a red magnum in your fucking desk
  Mask on
  With a red magnum in your fucking desk
  Mask on
  With a red magnum in your fucking desk