I’ve been around the world mentally
Moved out of town physically, to the city
Spiritually I’m empty
Fill me up with whiskey
Pease, I hope you don’t miss me ‘cause
The amount I think of you is pretty close to zero
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You can find me in the trees
Screaming on my knees
They think it’s something of disease, how sweet
I hope they name it after me, you see
There’s only room for me to breathe,
Stop it now, please decease
Sacrifice yourself to my cult of personality

My hands are still shaking, even crying while I’m writing this
They’ve been calling me a faggot ever since the year 2006
It feels so good to lose you should try it, tie a noose
The chair collapsed beneath your weight
While you were stepping down too bad for you
That’s good for me, reclaim my three-legged seat
If it gets too bloody hot for you just fuck right off and grab your meat
And squeeze

I can’t sing it’s not fine, I’m losing all the time

I’m eating every head and shoulder ‘cause I'm itchy and I'm dirty
Sporting hair on my dick, can't give a fuck, no worries
Learning how to level up, aluminum bat in the pickup truck
You say it's luck ‘cause you fucks suck
So I'm screaming batter up
You're sleeping on the job, I break away from the pack
I got 20 death sticks in the sack I think it's whack
That you say you're anti-gomment
But your dually’s flying old Dixie, bring her here, I’m fuckin’ it
Last exit, just passed it,
Heating up, about to relapse.
It ain't a suicide it's your life, no relax.
Call me in, IED
In the center of this rap scene
Watch this punk bitch spit fire, kerosene

Fuck a gold watch fuck a gold ring
Fuck a gold chain, you’re feeling blue balls, no brain
Think before you speak, easy does it down to drink
On some underground shit if you can smell it, clogged sink
Puking on the carpet no security deposit
Found some meaning in this life, shit, fucking lost it

I can’t sing it’s not fine, I’m losing all the time
I can’t say it’s all fine, I’m losing all the time