Don’t Push Me

I used to fuck with a bitch
Who was reckless with her riches
Famous from the televsion
Dollars all up in her nose
And i had a main bitch so we kept it on the low
Til word got around and her friends let her know
So i had to let her go cause that prior commitment
Still i watched her from afar but i had to keep my distance
When she’d talk i would listen to her problems and her bitchin
I’ll admit that our love was intermittent
Time would pass and I would miss it
Start to fantasize about us together
Felt attachment when i met her
For discretion, i would vet her
Cause i still didn't’ regret her
All that time an infectious secret crush that made my head hurt
She told me she could really use a friend
That we didn’t have to fuck but we could just kick it again
And it would really mean a lot to her if she could depend
On a nigga who cared with a helping hand to lend
I said i’d always be there for her
Til my main cracked down and i had to fuckin swerve
Stuck in a relationship i had to preserve
That I couldn’t put at risk just cause this bitch would be perturbed
Years later shootin heroin and coke
Sharin needles, got the hep, and she still shootin the dope
Smokin crack, she immobile cause that bitch has had a stroke
And some part of me feelin that I was her only hope
Turned my back on a bitch, i’m a coward when it suits me
Man i’m so pussy whipped overpowered by the coochie
Turnin tricks with christy yamaguchi
Sold her body for buddha and some loosies
Don’t let my words excuse me
Desperation make a nigga act douchey
I have really raped a girl not a lifetime movie
She was 15, i muffled all her screams
As she struggled and i left her ripped apart at the seems
I don’t know how i live with myself
Probably won’t ever forgive myself
Selfish faggot with attrocious mental health
Lord knows there’s a place for me in hell
Guilty conscience eats away at me at night
As hard as i try to move on with my life
Fucking hate myself, still inescapably contrite
So i put myself in danger out of spite
At a young age infected with the sickness
With my 12 gage, i’ll put you on my hitlist
Rich nigga grew up with all the privilege
Never had a job i just get high and kick it
I’ve been putting myself through some sick shit
Sex object put to use on a thick dick
Tell him treat me like a prostitute, slick rick
Man i really wish this shit was fictitious
Just an emo fucking faggot with slit wrists
Cry about my fucking feelings like a simp bitch
And i’m spendin all my money on a mistress
She don’t love me, she’s just all about her business
But i got money so all you faggots can kiss this
Bitch i ain't got time for your trick shit
I got money to collect and pussy to get
I got kids to molest and a dick infection
That’s why i told your bitch that i’d gotten tested
Cause i looked at your relationship and saw how invested you were
In this girl and i wanted torture you
Wanted to whore you and orphan you
Poor you, remind me to buy some more lube
When i rape you, enslave you and then i ignore you
I’m givin all these faggots stockholm syndrome
I rape em in the ass then i injure em
Drink all the blood out the hole
Lick out the cum and the shit and their soul
My tongue in that fat nigga pussy
My hand on my gat so don’t push me
My tongue in that fat nigga pussy
My hand on my gat so don’t push me