Have It Out

I have it out

I have it out

With myself

With myself, I have it out

It's gonna get ugly

It's gonna get messy

It's gonna be World War III of myself

I have it in for this guy who's been there for me

A ******' gem who takes me back in like a friend

But what is he good for

If he just stay spectator of war?

I have it in for

have it in for

have it in for

I'm gonna start with his liver

And throw it into a river of tar

I'm gonna move to his fingers

Can't play guitar

Can't play the rockstar

He'll have but nothing to talk about

He won't be able to flap his mouth

Cuz I'mma cut out his tongue

Can't kiss the girls

Can't **** the young ones

I have it out

I have it out

With myself

With myself, I have it out

And what about you?

Yeah, and what about you?

What about you?