[Intro]
Shut up
It's nothing
Shut up
Dope
Shut up
It's
Recording
[Verse 1: Fisher Kay]
I don't know what I hate, but I know what I love
That's these Lames, instrumentals and these vocals and stuff
Life's a beach man and my ocean is tough
sh** is totally bu*t
But, my suicide will make sure my motives erupt
Loading this gun, point it straight at my dome
I want the gold and you can bet that I'm taking it home
What is life?
And who are you?
I'm Eugene
Do it, dude
Grab that f**ing gat, blow out your f**ing brains
Leave a f**ing note, give yourself a name
Take away the pain, push against the grain
Until you drive them insane
Why do I sin when I try to refrain?
The Devil's in my ear and he's writing again
b**h, I've been a vet
Hotter than the tips of f**ing cigarettes
When I interject my voice into these instruments
[Verse 2: Azoh]
Punchlines crushing ya ligaments
Feelings started getting intimate
Cause I beat it up until it was sensitive
The lame menaces
Filling in all the crevices
With bad words, cause I'm screaming out, "f** Censorship!"
Lip stick stains on my V-Line
Feel the bong rip as I'm feeling on her feline
But, in the mean time
The b**h you with is sending me nude pics of her behind
Telling me how she hate your dick and that she can't wait to see mine
And all this HUF sh** got me feeling flyer than bee hives I guess that's why I'm buzzing
Nothing but green stuffing in this blunt that I'm puffing
And all these hoes that I'm cuffing
Ain't worth nothing but, f** it
Tell the b**hes I love them
So, I could get a good s**ing
Yeah, we f** it up
Like Skateboards In The Trunk
And I never stress a c*nt
I just light another blunt
Haha, nothing but another s*ut