I’m about to snatch up Jonathan Harms,tie him to to a table and saw off his arms/fed ex his body parts off to his moms/and store his head and let it rot in some barn/I don’t be given a fuck I’m nuts/you can’t faze me I won’t fuckin budge/he was an informant he got what was coming/and all of those dirty cops about to get popped in the stomach/bout to pull a Glock/send a bullet pop/ at a crooked cop/ put a knot in his crooked top/have y’all looking shocked/panicking like a fish out of the water on a wooden dock/but that’s what happens when y’all let ur badge get to ur head/y’all need to quit ur bull shit before y’all motherfuckers end up all dead/one by one 2 by 2 Im in room 3/y’all in 2 with a hidden camera watching me/wtf y’all had no warrant/and y’all and I went back and fourth and/I’m just sick n tired of corruption/and that’s why I’m venting with all of this fire that balled up inme