You talk about taking on all of your goals But I will succeed raking you over the coals Can't stand your presence my blood begins to boil I'll jock your essence and collect all the spoils You will soon realize my urge is primitive Doming endlessly your time is limited Throwing fists try to land but you miss I raise the merciless When I know you're purposeless So get it over with and try to hinder quick Rattle on and on, no end to slithering Identify a snake a wake follows a fist This is why your life's amiss I don't have time for this