When I die, auction off all my body parts
Let’s see what oddy costs
Under my skull the shotty’s cross
Got all these opps on my dick like it’s made of metal
Making so much money, it’s like my boss is the devil
She loves me, she loves not, I done ran out of petals
Littered the ground with rose bits, I’ll grip this thorny stem forever
A portrait of my pain an homage to my suffering
Same tale I been uncovering
I’m staining the whole world grey, y’all get back to coloring

Slickity slickity sloth
Thug Bach
Shoot up the mass
It will B minor
Jabbing my arm, no Pfizer
Dick cuffed like it cum with priors
Liars, all around me talking hugs and love
Attaching kisses that come with wishes for death so they can touch my trust
That’s some hard motherfucking truth
Still contemplating suicide
Just upgraded a couple coupes
Morally bankrupt
Call a skank up
To pretend she love me
“But I do love you”
Hoe don’t talk while you fucking sucking

Who the fuck said Ruby done lost his touch?
Blame my success on lots of luck
But lots of luck didn’t get your bitch unfucked
Blame my absense on the fact that my dick got stuck
Call me evergreen
Your bitch never seemed like she lost touch
Begging me she wants her jaw fucked
Withdraw from dope before I withdraw my cash
Use her tongue to collect ash
For the stash I guess I’ll smash
Pull off in a GLE wagon fucked up, I might crash
Just thoughts and feelings from the half of me that is white trash

Bitch, I cheated death
Ain’t a thing that I can’t do
Manipulation shorty
I could sell ice to Nanook
I could sell ice to the jeweler
I could sell Christ like I’m Judas
Self righteous type of a shooter
Make my life insurance shoot up
Wet screwed up
Product of my environment
My therapist was talking Freud
I rolled my eyes, then fired the bitch
Why would I quit?
My drug of choice is overdosing, duh
My dick got no limits
I’m Master P pimping
And making them bitches say, ugh

Rain, rain
Go away
200 on the dash
Watch me hydroplane
Gang, gang
Gang’s all grey
From New Orleans to Ottawa
From Atlanta to the bay