Yo I’m going Prefontaine on you hoes 
Mad dope like putting cocaine up your nose yeah 
Those that oppose get slain I suppose yeah 
Mad Child spit acid rain on you hoes

Gladiator on the battle brink 
You’re better off french-kissing with a rattlesnake 
Fuck with Mad Child, that’ll be a bad mistake 
Tell me how much torture can a little fucking savage take

I’ll go fishing and I catch a fucking rapper like a manta ray 
Then slice his motherfucking throat with a katana blade 
Rappers bugging me, I turn into a can of Raid 
You are not a candidate, eat you like a candy cane 
Veins are full of antifreeze, call me Candy Man 
Three times, holding tools like I’m a fucking handyman 
Rhymes are sweet, get delivered like a candy-gram 
Fuck these pussy rappers up like porno on a handycam 
I’m the Lawnmower Man, powerfully electric with an ongoing plan 
I was crazy now a calm lowly man, yeah right, I’m a lunatic with bombs blowing land

I’m going Prefontaine on you hoes 
Mad dope like putting cocaine up your nose yeah 
Those that oppose get slain I suppose yeah 
Mad Child spit acid rain on you hoes

Gladiator on the battle brink 
You’re better off french-kissing with a rattlesnake 
Fuck with Mad Child, that’ll be a bad mistake 
Tell me how much torture can a little fucking savage take

Won’t hear me complain, I am free from pain 
I am running fucking shit like Prefontaine 
Words spreading like they’re viral, now watch them spiral 
Right into your brain until they break right through your firewall 
You can see the fire in my eyeballs scaring all my rivals 
Straightedge bitch, fuck a highball 
You get kiboshed, I’m a cyborg 
I’m a cyclops, I’m a rhyme lord 
I don’t mind cops just as long as they’re cool 
? find props mystical a werewolf 
Spitting like I’ve written everyday since I have been born 
Rocking diamond clothing, buying furniture from Inform

I’m going Prefontaine on you hoes 
Mad dope like putting cocaine up your nose yeah 
Those that oppose get slain I suppose yeah 
Mad Child spit acid rain on you hoes

Gladiator on the battle brink 
You’re better off french-kissing with a rattlesnake 
Fuck with Mad Child, that’ll be a bad mistake 
Tell me how much torture can a little fucking savage take

Very charismatic addict, I’m a ruined idol 
Last year even my demo sounded suicidal 
This year spitting venom I’m a subhuman 
Walking down the street I hear my song in cars with subs booming 
Regurgitating rhymes like I am gargling 
Everybody knows that I am dope, there is no arguing 
Spitting sparklers, no rappers targeting 
Don’t have to cause I marvellously raps like I am carpeting 
I drink Monster, I rock diamonds 
I rock RDS, I love rhyming 
I cause problems, they know I’m raising hell 
Now I got em worried like Carlito on the Jezebel

I’m going Prefontaine on you hoes 
Mad dope like putting cocaine up your nose yeah 
Those that oppose get slain I suppose yeah 
Mad Child spit acid rain on you hoes

Gladiator on the battle brink 
You’re better off french-kissing with a rattlesnake 
Fuck with Mad Child, that’ll be a bad mistake 
Tell me how much torture can a little fucking savage take