up!

Shut the fuck up!
Blade in my hand like a paint brush
I use your face as the canvas
Shawdy, you want me you can't touch
Call me Bob Ross, I'm good with the tooly
They said that you love me, no you cannot fool me
You got me mixed up with the man on the camera
That is for kids, I'm a whole other animal
I just buy blades
I don't buy pistols
Might cop a missile
I will not miss you
Fuck it, I might cop a weapon
instead full of lead like mechanical pencil
Pick up the heat, aim at yo teeth
Fuck up yo dental