Lyrics:

I feel like shit in my skin guess the pills don't work
Only day I'll get betters when I'm six feet in the dirt
In the mirror I see a bitch always crying bout some hurt
You an asshole motherfucker you a dickhead you a jerk
Feel like Billie Eilish, I'm the bad guy
Said that it get better but I think that was a damn lie
Bottle all my shit up till my head fucking explode
I must deserve this shit if we be reaping what we sow, FUCK

Oh my oh my god
Whatchu want
Whatchu crying for
Bitch I fuck you up, WorldStar, get the camcorder
You a you a cunt
Throw a fit yeah die quick
I might hate myself but you know I'm the fucking shit

Fuck bro I'm exhausted getting MANIC on a Tuesday
Cracker got some cheddar spend it all on some Gucci
Buy a couple bottles, Chardonnay, that's some fine wine
Then I meet your girl take her home for a good time
Ask her where to put it, she say the rectum
She been on the hunt for dick I tell her come and get some
Play with balls all night yeah I call her David Beckham
Cookin in the sheets man you'd think that I was Emeril BAM

Little bitch little bitch yeah you know what's up
I'm the only motherfucker in the room, get tough
Put the chrome to your head tell your parents that you're dead yeah you already know what's next
Hope you got a casket but I didn't feel like asking
When you round me don't be lacking bitch I turn to Carole Baskin
Necks they get to cracking when I'm on the mic smacking
Bar after bar after bar who's that
It's Journ

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