Lyrics

[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)