From the recording scArEd oF MYsELF

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Lyrics

Call me Sikinin yes I admit I'm a bit of a lunatic psychotic mad maniac
A little deranged and some may say I'm crazy erratic because I talk to my strap
N' it will talk back if I ask it to clap it will listen to dad love my little man
Stupid n foolish sometimes I refuse to believe my sanity not on the map

Hippie flip with a trippy chick named Cinnamon
Sikinin get it in since I been a kid
Blowing dank dropping hits drown in a fifth of gin
Trap party eat fuck sleep do it again
One of a kind unique unlike another man
Beyond elite snap like a rubber band
Quick to split ya fucking whig if you starting shit
Sit the fuck down little bitch want no part of this
Breaking bones splitting skin ripping out cartilage
Make a pussy bleed like I fucked Artemis
Artificial MC's acting hard again
Don't got artillery to go to war and win
Armed to the teeth gonna see my full armament
Arsenal found in my armory startling
Hardest artist most articulate artifice
Flow strait from the heart like an artery
Passion when smashing n crashing out cats
Can not be surmounted come close to or matched
Got one to grind go on sharpen your axe
You'll lose your mind when I detach ya head from the neck reach in the hole pull out intestines
Pull down my pants take a shit in your chest
Take the brain out of ya cranium
Extract the DMT out of your pineal gland
Smoke it blast off just to get with your soul again
Show you there is no escaping my grasp
Come back to baseline reenter my body snack on some crackers and take a fat nap
Like nothing happened its nothing to laugh at son Sikinin
Sicker and madder then Max
So wicked savage there is nothing average about my sanity not on the map

Call me Sikinin yes I admit I'm a bit of a lunatic psychotic mad maniac
A little deranged and some may say I'm crazy erratic because I talk to my strap
N' it will talk back if I ask it to clap it will listen to dad I love my little man
Stupid n foolish sometimes I refuse to believe my sanity not on the map

Cremate your body right after I murder you in prison learned to make ink out of ash
Tattoo your name on the ball of my foot so that I always have something to stand on that's soft
You will always be under me summery don't fuck around with this maniac
Don't need a pat on the back or a trophy to know I'm the best just show me the cash
Can not be labeled there is no word able to explain potential I'm capable of
Can not grasp understand comprehend apprehend the wrath that is felt if you play with this thug
Won't handle the pain or the damage brought to those challenge this madman or claim to be tough
Best bet walk away don't play games raise the stakes call your bluff you'll need more then that slut lady luck
Even those cheating defeated with ease n you know I don't need referees or a judge
Decline the penalty run over enemies like Derrik Henry was driving a truck
No bark all bite been caged up forced to fight to survive stay alive since I been a pup
Key is belief and I know i'll succeed against any competitor that's lining up
No one can contend the contestant irrelevant just for the hell of it dangle my belt
Right in front of em just like a matador when they see red n come charging I make em look dumb
Rats after cheddar neck snapped in my trap and these hoes after bread gets not even a crumb
Selling me bullshit I'm not gonna buy it would not advise that you try see my gun

Call me Sikinin yes I admit I'm a bit of a lunatic psychotic mad maniac
A little deranged and some may say I'm crazy erratic because I talk to my strap
N' it will talk back if I ask it to clap it will listen to dad I love my little man
Stupid n foolish sometimes I refuse to believe my sanity not on the map

Call me Sikinin yes I admit I'm a bit of a lunatic psychotic mad maniac
A little deranged and some may say I'm crazy erratic because I talk to my strap
N' it will talk back if I ask it to clap it will listen to dad I love my little man
Stupid n foolish sometimes I refuse to believe my sanity not on the map