Listen up, listen up, CJ's in the motherf**ing house
I'm back b**hes, but i'm in ditches Listen up b**hes, I know i'm in ditches
but f** me unless if I had to smoke weed, listen up
do sh**, get b**hed, motherf**ers i'm a snitch
my song rates have lessened, they don't know I have depression As long as I know, I'ma do a ho, on your marks, get set, let's have s** and go
let's flow as my friend Richard does a ho, yo, here we go
people may say I have a small dick
b**hes like them can be a prick, go s** our dicks, since you are a f**ing b**h, no matter what he'll be a snitch I know someone, and he's perverted
he isn't gay yet, but he's still learnin'
since the bullies at my school f**ed me up
cut a dick off and put it in their coffee cup The sadness flows around me like it's a ghost
why be on TV, I can't be a host
in the pace i'm in, i'll forever be a sin
I'd rather stab myself with a knife to end life
find a way out of this hole if the time is right
That all said, later i'll be injected with an infection that's called Depression Listen up b**hes, I have a question, what would you all do if you were injected with depression?
good point b**h, here's what we do if we we're injected with depression, as long as this record wasn't destined to have depression,
we'd f** ourselved, rape ourselves, do sh** to ourselves cash a fifty-dollar check, tie the rope to my neck
also get bit by a snake and get infected
bullies can't be depressed, it'll be reflected, investment
make money to get supplies to slit our eyes So that's how we get depression by doing that sh**?
what, is that too f**ing much for you
No, i'm just saying that..., so if that doesn't scare you, maybe this will, you over-sized, ninety pound motherf**ing son of a b**h Hey... The sadness flows around me like it's a ghost
why be on TV, I can't be a host
in the pace i'm in, i'll forever be a sin
I'd rather stab myself with a knife to end life
find a way out of this hole if the time is right
That all said, later i'll be injected with an infection that's called Depression So what do we do to stop the injection of depression?
I only have one thing to say: DIE
f** ourselves if bullies didn't know how to ring bells
once we have depression, we'll be living in hell In case you didn't know, me and Richard will be doing hoes
we'll do rhymes all the time as we let the chicks flow
b**hes like you can hurt the environment
as long as you don't go overboard when you hit retirement when you grow old, you lost your ability to feel your a** hole
yet the secret is sealed that your dick has a mole , bold,
is me and Richard will be when a chick comes by we say, DAMN!
when me and Richard respect da hood, we'll murder you when you can't look The sadness flows around me like it's a ghost
why be on TV, I can't be a host
in the pace i'm in, i'll forever be a sin
I'd rather stab myself with a knife to end life
find a way out of this hole if the time is right
That all said, later i'll be injected with an infection that's called Depression "Wow, so that's everything about depression?"
yes it is b**h, yes it is, but there's one thing left, and this isn't gonna look good
you forgot your gun, "Huh?" (gun Shot)