The Art of Dying Well

[Intro]
Her legs firmly wrapped around
My mind, there is no sound
Seldom everest
That sweet October rain
What a shame
You should know
How come
Pussy gun

[Verse 1]
I swear to god I hope she hear me
I mean that shit sincerely
I pray that she forgive me
For what happens in Miami
These women out to get me
But they rarely understand me
These niggas ain't pussy
But they close, call 'em panties
Her plans to rule the world by the age of 27
Dead or alive, nigga I'ma be a legend
I guess I got a couple months to make my mark
(Okay) I guess I should maybe start

[Bridge x2]
But if the raise don't kill me
The business will
Or the pain or anger, the things I feel
I'm insane or fucking genius
It's rocks and hard places
This was stuck between us

[Hook x2]
It's pussy!
Pussy gun

[Verse 2]
I'm so close that I can taste it
Think of all the talent God has wasted on this sharp tongue
No I do not have a blog but I should start one
I'll get all over that once my album art's done
Got a thousand pictures in my basement
Of every show I rocked, of every place I've been
My closest enemies and my fakest friends
All who made me into the man I am today

[Bridge x2]
If the raise don't kill me
The business will
Or the pain or anger, the things I feel
I'm insane or fucking genius
It's rocks and hard places
This was stuck between us

[Hook x2]
It's pussy!
Pussy gun

[Outro]
All of this is so hard
Pussy is the root of everything
But what if there was no God
The people had the power
All of this is so hard
Pussy is the root of everything
But what if there was no God
The people had the power
What if there was no God
The devil's in the details
Life's a fuckin' female
Bitch