Wulf, the Despicable - Sergio lyrics

(Verse 1) I'm hungry I haven't slept in days My wrists are looking like Pica**o did his greatest work with blades I'll stick around a while But I'm leaving for the best Because I'm f**ing dangerous I'm not a vessle I'm straight up possessed I got a different view on life Than everyone I know And since breathing is pointless I'ma grow my nails and itch my throat And scratch that b**h like I just used my rent to play the lottery Until I break the skin and get this Evil demon outta me I'm sick of waking up And hating everything I see But every time I try to change I end up where im spose to be In the background Making sticks into daggers To use them as an upperhand When friends become the attackers And I dont know dick about half of this sh** I'm f**ing talking up I spit offensive language Like I'm smoking sh** and stalking s*uts But really I just lay in bed And play the ukulele While I think about the stupid sh** My f**in ex would say to me (fu*k HER) Yeah I know, boy Don't worry im not going back I'm unhappy enough with Where the f** my a** is sitting at I change myself to be **** Who k**s a jerk and f**s a who*e But people call me Sergio And I'm just insecure (Verse 2) Now cut that soft core sh** I'm cutting break lines I'd slice a couple throats But for now I just f**in make rhymes I'm doing to these hoes What OJ ran from in a Bronco Hit a pot hole while I take these body bags Back to my mom's home And shove 'em in my closet Cuz f** it Ill f**ing rock it I dont need a b**h in arm To get this f**ing party popping I just need a hoe in stockings When I walk in the spot So all these f**ing wanna-bes Can get this f**ing record stoping An evil entity p**y the devil sent for me So theres no way in hell you can Deal with this k**er sensibly Pulling feelings out of me Is just about as likely As ripping of a figernail Only using epoxy And a power drill And sitting still Throughout the whole procedure And at the end discovering Your partner's a f**ing cheater And still keeping cool and smiling And giving kids a lecture 'bout how if a girl is crying You should always try to french her The f** is wrong with me? sh** I just lost control I need to find it or I'll just remain A mother f**ing animal And ma**acre pedestrians And eat the f**in bodies up Like rich white mother f**ers Are raking the f**in hotties up I need a xanex Some whiskey and a handgun I need to relax some way And f** it, I just found one I grab a f**in bottle And I neck it 'till I suffocate And write a f**ing rap Thats strong enough to open hades' gates (BS mother f**er)