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Lyrics
Fuck a faggot lookin at?
I'm really makin racket.
I'm not makin profit.
I'm just makin' music and relaxin'.
I'm not in a studio,
I'm on a website, caught me lackin.
But I'm makin albums off it.
And the profit will come after.
Ay.
I'm just rhymin for the fuck of it.
There's bodies in the trunk with it.
You could find me in the sewer,
dumpin' guts in it.
You could also find me writin' music for the fun of it.
But also cause I need attention man.
I'm really lonely man.
Look I got my goals,
and I attain em'
I'm still lonely,
Masturbatin'
In my bed,
No thoughts in brain.
Mental Stable I'm insane
Need more bullets for the pain.
But for now I'll take the fame.
I'm going shopping, Johnny Dang.
I don't need no fame.
I don't need to judge,
though everyone'll judge me.
I don't understand mumble rap, that shits dusgusting.
I accept everyone but everyone rejects me.
I'm fucked up, I'm coughin up congestion in my bedroom.
I'm sick in the head,
and damn aS0 is too.
I don't want red, white, and diamonds.
I'm just happy my wrist bracelet's is blue.
(Thanks Melanie)
I just want to stay true,
To the people the people who love me,
Man I love you.
I apologize to my brother.
