(Intro Instrumental) I got 18 chambers in the glizzy, aimed at my temple, won't miss me. I'm way too easily pleased. Say it's easy, to beat my meat furiously. Baby, maybe you can ask me more freely about my tiny teeny little goblin weenie? Just don't tease me. Or my glizzy glaze that will eventually pave the way for you to stay and watch Billy Mays take on the sun rays. Fuck dude, that sounds too gay to be true. Better skedaddle away, before the oozing drool of how I was paid is filleted for the group to consume. Can't ask for change when you're changing constantly. Consistently stay at home, just to feel more alone. Don't clock me just yet, you'll wanna add more to the bet. Fuck the cents of the presence of my own menace, just drain it, and make it make sense. [Outro] Fake after Fake after waking up Take then you take, then get fucked up Lungs were what you used to stay up Day after day, you still got me fucked up. Fake after Fake after waking up Take then you take, then get fucked up Lungs are what you use to stay up Day after day, you still got me fucked up. (Fade-out)
