These Colors of Fuckery

[Intro]
I never sold coke, I ain't never sold coke
I ain't never sold coke, I never sold coke
I never sold coke, I don't sell coke
I don't sell coke, kill 'em

[Verse 1]
My head hurts, I don't feel much now
I don't wanna live like this
Find me, try me
If you dare, if you dare
I'd wandered all the way
From the depths of hell
I've been raging so much
I barely feel
My head bursting in air
My brain loves to crack apart
So many ways
Crack apart in so many ways

[Verse 2]
(Ayy, ayy, ayy) Then I come back with a bullshit ass rap
(Yo, yo, what the fuck are you doin'?)
Talking 'bout shit I ain't never done (Put the song back on)
(Bruh, put the song back on)
Never spat, I wasn't raised in no goddamn hood, ayy (I ain't fuckin' playin' with you bro, put the song back on)
But the suburbs ain't no fucking better (This ain't shit, bruh)
'Cause it's boring as fuck (I'ma kick yo' ass)
It's boring as fuck, I wanna die so quick (I'ma report you)
And I don't understand why you even give a shit (Too much chorus)
I'ma rip my face off with a fuckin' spatula (Hah)
Pour hot oil on my dick, call that bitch a spatula, ayy, yuh