These Colors of Fuckery

Lyrics

[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