PLEASE, DO STARE...

[Intro]

(Hahahahaha)

[Verse 1]
Why am I not good enough?
Maybe the serious issues in my head got me scaring all the hoes from the function
Why am I not good enough? I bathe in the blood of my enemies
Got that rubber duckie, motherfuckers squeaking "Insane"
I wanna get buried 9 feet deep, In the next life, peace out
Ima do the same shit, talking on me? Peace out
I just got my piece out
Hot plates in the back like Danny Blast
Come rocket blast to the fucking moon and back
Your bitch would probably let me hit
But it won't last, finna cover her face with a paper bag, Ight
(Ayayayaya, haha!)

[Verse 2]
Finna tattoo my face, man I wanna call Sammy
If I post a little they finna give me a Grammy
Dystopian just for the fuck of it
Now shut the fuck up bitch, I'm so out of it
Despair, make a step
And make it bad, let's dance
Talk about style, like what that is
Oh you don't wanna, like where'd you go?
I'm working so hard, blood leaking out my nose
I'm reloading the tec 9, for the last time
Oh, the 9 telling me to find trouble
I might discove, you motherfuckers hiding under the covers
19, been wanting to die
Since 13' been wanting to cry

[Verse 3]
Like wah! wah!
Wah! wah!
Shawty keep it tucked
I'm miserable, miserable
Might just stop and become a cannibal
Please, Xanny do your job and keep me low
Get high enough just to sell my soul for a glimpse of some better days
Eat nothing but a cold ciggie for breakfast
(Ayayayaya, haha!)

[Outro]
(Oh boy, what the what?)
(Oh, what the hell?)
(Oh, what the fuck?)
(What the shit?)
(Ayayayaya, haha!)
(Oh boy, what the what?)
(Oh, what the hell?)
(Can't deal with this fuck shit)