I'll rip your heart out just by reaching down your throat, Just so I can watch you try your best to breathe without a pulse. Can't you see that I'm the Goat? Y'all ain't even coming close, Macaulay Caulkin in the loony bin, don't leave me home alone. I'm just seated on my throne, these fucking rappers are peasants, I'm after their heads with a rusty dagger, come get it. If someone asks for a medic, I'll fucking stab them to death, Suffering succotash, I'm so fast, running after you pheasants.