I look into the anatomy of you 
And all I see is a black lung 
But I hang on to the chain around your neck 
Waiting for ya to look down 
You won't forget my face when I leave town 
Yo, my name is Seth 
I spit hot to death 
Inevitably 
I am the next step 
I rap, rap present you 
L.E.F.T. B.O.Y. 
Why, why don't ask me? 
I'm nasty when [bad word] 
To makin' beats and right rhymes 
I don't make a lot of tracks 
But when I do, they [bad word]  shine 
Like 50 whats, what, my what, what, what 
I sick in the whole like a game of put put 
And then grandma says:

'Hey, who are you? 
Ferdinand? 
Oh my, I didn't recognize 
You look different 
What happened to you? 
Ooh ooh, I know you got a mustache'

Look into the anatomy of you 
And all I see is a black lung 
But I hang on to the chain around your neck 
Waiting for ya to look down 
You won't forget my face when I leave town 
Into the anatomy of you 
And all I see is a black lung 
But I hang on to the chain around your neck 
Waiting for ya to look down 
You won't forget my face when I leave town 

This song is gibberish 
Whenever I get the chance to spit some mish 
I throw it all together 
Every thought I hate liquerice 
It's not deep, not [bad word]  not what I wanna do 
I got this beat for a month 
But still ain't speaking to you 
I'm freakin' out like that kid on shrooms 
While I'm in the next room 
Reading in the fumes from the testtubes 
What the [bad word] man? 
Yo my brain's out of whack 
I'm playin' back what I said 
But still can't explain 
That a rap is a mean to express how I feel 
I guess I'm always depressed 
If I'm being real 
Naa, that ain't [bad word] 
Because the times when I'm with you 
I feel like everything is new 
Like there is some [bad word] to do 
I need a girl who can 
Sit back, relax and just chill 
When the clowns spill 
Then we got some tim to kill 
I need a baby boo boo 
Who say 'I always be [bad word]  
And I did really think 
That that girl could be you

Look into the anatomy of you 
And all I see is a black lung 
But I hang on to the chain around your neck 
Waiting for ya to look down 
You won't forget my face when I leave town 
Into the anatomy of you 
And all I see is a black lung 
But I hang on to the chain around your neck 
Waiting for ya to look down 
You won't forget my face when I leave town