So that's the ketchup and that's the mustard
Holy to catch up and holy to miss tart
That's the ketchup and that's the mustard
Scary to cash up and scary to miss dart
That's where I am at! due to today's look so I
Will be called as a gang bat! without me trying to die
Trying the mayonnaise and trying the maze
Trying the same thing over again the craze
Trying to look out the boundaries zone
But zodiac was killed by an actor clone
Trying to look selfish and a creep for real
B***es came to my high head as a nasty deal
Where is the cash? Oh me is no stash!
They followed me around all along the road
The came to my door but I scared their load
They shot me dead a lot of times but me was an avatar
Not just kidding on that but I swear I broke heads with jar
They looked at me as mr. But me wasn't a sister
I just left the scene without a scratch or a good scar
They told me shut up the freak who is inside you now!
I took him aside so far and decided to sing him a holy cow
I then drove back to where I am assigned
They got people walking around with no mind
I then told them "gang I don't dance with a bank"
They said no cash with us it's under the tank
I said all I did was a stash road stylee
I am not even there or dating a stylee
I was there but they got shot by piley see
Then I shot them back but I wasn't highly
I threw all cash back to the road
Their dead bodies were a code
I just figured out why all of this happened
I drag myself to their zone as zodiac mapping
But me no clue was but a newspaper corner
And they laughed at me when I get mourner
When zodiac ends itself it starts over again
But you aren't the zodiac but flip in pain