[Verse 1]
I'll put a gun to those co*ks**ers, f** them in the a**
Oh god, I sound like a gay boy who has just lost his f**in' s** toy to f** his married partner who as a big hairy torso and a cut foreskin, being gay is a god damn sin, what am I saying
I sin too, I f** minds, kick and k** people who are kind
I hate very nice people, we all should be bad
I'm so glad, I have a plan to k** my ex girlfriends dad
f** this, I'm a downright a**hole
Yeah, f** my life sometimes cause I just don't know what to do
I just have a mind of a sinner so please k** my ex girlfriend so I can bin her
I will not do it in the damn winter, maybe in the summer
Life is a bummer and she didn't even let me bum her
[Chorus]
A wire sparks faster than a fire flame
I get so bored more so I need more fame
I can't even find sh**, I can only find my own toxic spit
I have a genie in a bottle and that's it
I have a genie in a bottle, not coming out to grant my wish
[Verse 2]
I rarely find reasons to say, I just can't find anything to do
I sometimes want to sit down and sniff some glue
I might die from it, dying from that sh** is like dying from a hit by the most strongest c*nt in the whole damn world
Twirl in circles and then fall from dizyness, not a moment to miss
Running away from bullies back at school, never wanted to compete in things
If I did anyway, the kids would just pick on me
Even if the teacher is here, she would bully me too
I would just put a bomb on it, theifs going in more than a day to break in and steal sh**, a camera too
Maybe there was a reason, gotta do what you gotta do
I would break in too, if I could
I would and I will, maybe after it I might take a E pill
I'm easin' still, breezin' and the drug ready to k**
[Chorus]
A wire sparks faster than a fire flame
I get so bored more so I need more fame
I can't even find sh**, I can only find my own toxic spit
I have a genie in a bottle and that's it
I have a genie in a bottle, not coming out to grant my wish
[Verse 3]
Droppin' dope and sick beats in my bedroom, my father shouting at me to turn the sh** down
Lower the sound and rap lower like I am wispering the lyrics
Checkin' my YouTube statics, SoundCloud and my Myspace
I'm pacin, sh** I'm racin' a f**er and ready to fall flat on my face
I joined the am and I just thank myself and them
I've got a tool to boost my sh**, my music
I keep losin' sh** and I hate it, f** it
I'm beginning to turn mad, not weird but bad
I think I might just go damn funny, I have a sore tummy
I got a fever ready to dance and I am not a believer
My girlfriend tellin' me lies a lot so it has to take a lot for me to believe her
I'm a god damn downright dick, I just can't listen to Burnsyboy without bein' and feelin' damn sick
I'm a sick slick, Burnsyboy will die
f** him, he has no wonder why
Maybe he does but who cares
I'll pull every hair out of him so he has no hairs
[Chorus]
A wire sparks faster than a fire flame
I get so bored more so I need more fame
I can't even find sh**, I can only find my own toxic spit
I have a genie in a bottle and that's it
I have a genie in a bottle, not coming out to grant my wish