Write and toke Thats why im broke Type and smoke Any type of smoke Sounds like a joke But its better with a line of coke Spoke Folk Oak Stroke "Are you even listening?" Oh shit, yeah, sorry, no, I was listening yeah "Good, its important" Its fucking boring Ugghhh, but Seriously, im just joking Carry on "Ugh your so fucking obnoxious" What? Who? Me? "Yeah, you" Your not allowed to say that shit "Why? I can say what I want, im a private therapist" Your a fucking bitch, you know? "Well, yeah I am, but thats for my therapist to deal with. Have you got any other bullshit to say before we continue?" Well.... Ive been waiting for ages for you to get to the main bit but we remain on the same shit sustaining conversation for the sake of just saying it and I aint complaining, Ive been tryna refrain it, but shit, Your ruining the cocaine, bitch "Pi!" Shit, Did I say that out loud? Must have done because this bitch has stopped moving her mouth Shit, dont blame me because the way you speak dont entertain me Its the ADHD that betrays me I swear see That and the fact that I get sick of hearing you always blame me "Im not blaming anyone" Bitch I aint crazy You place me in a case the second I walk out this place, please You know what lady, you should be fucking paying me "Lady, since when have you been polite?" Oh, alright I'll bite You want my undivided attention? Thats fine Youve got every defective fucking percentage of mine Go on, rewind Tell me where I became the defendant this time Pick a point in my childhood, give me a time Tell me which parental disappointment You'd like to monetise Or shit, do you want the teenage years? You wanna hear how I spent the first two in here Without even knowing where I was? Every lunch getting taken to some side room at school While everyone else fucked off eating, laughing and being normal Im sat opposite another adult trying their best to be formal Asking the same fucking questions you ask And I still dont know the answers now, let alone way back "What happens at home?" Fuck knows "What are you feeling?" Fuck knows "Why do you think youre here?" Bitch, if I knew that You could probably have your lunch back Was it what I did on Tuesday? Wednesday? Was it that thing with my mates? Was it something I said six weeks back That the school kept packed for a suitable date? "And Pi, why were you there?" Nobody ever explained why I was there They just kept taking me there And you learn something weird from that If enough adults keep asking whats wrong with you Eventually you stop wondering if anything is And start wondering how bad "What happened after that?" After the first two years Things got better for a bit Teachers left me alone, and shit I was allowed my lunch Finally got a chance to make friends and fall in love Fuck, I was allowed to be a fucking kid for once But yeah That was just school "How about at home?" Home life was hell Another day of mummy thinking shes funny Telling me to watch While she takes her "loopy pill" And to be fair to her It got funny when I grew up And realised antihistamines are for fucking allergies And there was fuck all wrong with her Except shes a narcissistic piss head Stupid bitch Thought cause I couldnt read properly Id never realise and see through the lies You ever gone into school And had to apologise to your mate Cause your mum kicked the fuck out of theirs In a pissed up rage? You ever come downstairs to find some hairy chested fucker Making cereal in your breakfast bowl And he doesnt even tell you his name? "I honestly cant say I have" Well.... do you want to? I mean, I dont have a hairy chest... "No, and ive told you you need to stop coming on to me or we cant continue our sessions" Shit, whatever So.. You ever been fourteen Fighting grown men out your own home? Then see the same cunts next morning Sleeping in the privets At the end of your road? You ever seen your dad Picking up somebody elses kids From your school And he doesnt even wait One fucking minute To say hello to you? Shit Want me to keep going? "Sure, but only if you want to" Well, no Not really "Okay, thats fine, I wont push you" We still have 900 characters left though "Anything else you wanna talk about?" Like what? "Anything you want, but you better be quick, theres only 750 now" Anything? "Yep" Winner Lets talk about murder © 2026 Hotwife of Pi. All rights reserved. All lyrics are original works written and published under the name Hotwife of Pi and are protected by applicable copyright law. No part of these lyrics may be copied, reproduced, republished, distributed, adapted, performed, recorded, transmitted, used for artificial intelligence or machine-learning training, or otherwise exploited, in whole or in part, without prior written permission from the copyright holder, except where permitted by law.
