Bedpan.

[Verse 1]
I fucked up when I woke up
Should’ve stayed in my dream, eating donuts
Left quick, thinking I could beat the aftertaste, and just remembered that I fucking meant to pass away
So congratulations, I played myself
All I had to do was die in my sleep
Won't off myself ‘cause I’m too weak and that’s a major key to the gates of Hell
I’m stuck
My life's a stick in the mud, a.k.a. dick in the butt
Basically, fucked
All I can do is give this, ‘cause I don't know how to give up
Give me a slush
Pulled up at Sonic and told ‘em put Nerds in the Blue Coconut
“$3.20-WHAT!?”
Shit, I thought it was happy hour...

Can I borrow a buck?

[Verse 2]
So it’s back to this world I don’t fucking like
Heard my ex got a boyfriend the other night
Checked Twitter, and I found Taylor Swift rapping Jumpman
And people I respected are muthafuckin’ Trump fans
… How do I deal? How ‘bout a deal? That’d be a start
I’m Mr. Krabs; I want “me money”, but they’ll only give it when they have me heart
Too late, it’s under the floorboards
Murder myself on stage every damn time
Rip my insides out, let you pick through them
Get bored, get inspired, get sick to them
Do what you want with them; it’s all I got, bitch
Like a lousy t-shirt
I wanna leave Earth…

I just Snapchatted Neil deGrasse Tyson, like, “How do I leave Earth?!”