I stand alone wishin I had a clone
Wantin a lone so I can say I own
Never shown always overthrown
I'm grown so let it be known
(x2)
Everyone needs a sidekick in order to stay sick
my stomach feel sso thick My topics always epic
Most my music sound oh so motherfuckin gothic
When I drop a drumstick everyone gets so frantic
Take it to my attic your soft as mothafuckin fabric
Its like trying to solve cubix They act all psychic
My dicks like a yardstick Naw no need for a plastic
I'll flick ya kick ya like your feelin seasick Chick
I unpick you Your like a tic stuck to my lyrics
Fuck bein quick Ima stick to be fuckin gothic (haha)
I stand alone wishin I had a clone
Wantin a lone so I can say I own
Never shown always overthrown
I'm grown so let it be known
(x2)
This is just verse 1 others comin up soon
