I needed more confidence so I popped some sh**
And she loved it when my hands on her hips or on her tits
But then she found out it's what's in my system and tears streamed down her cheeks
"I can't quit!
I have to have it!"
I told her...
You fell in love with me when when I was on one
A good or bad boy, I am not one
You say you just don't wanna see me in a coffin
While I'm coughin'
I tell you walk then
Accept me for being a piece of sh** or find a better guy
Cuz I will never give enough f**s to just change for just one
I did once
And I ended up crushed 7 feet under
Ate some more bars
And had a nine under my chin
But then I had an epiphany
Talking to myself like, “Man Patrick, you are a dumb motherf**er
You know what you can do with this sh**?
You can go write a song and potentially get rich, b**h.”
And that's what I did
Just wait for my next sh** to drop
Droppin' bars not quite as often as I'm pop them in school
And no I do not think it's cool
Only when you're famous people think awkward is cool
But I'm treated like an autistic fool
And if I am I don't wanna know
But I can flow
And I've felt a p**y hole
So
What else do I need other than a fan base
I have a fat, fried brain
Watching documentaries while sending these chemicals into my bloodstream
Looking in the mirror wondering why she wants to f** me
And I come out and pick her from the couch and pin her against the wall
And I crawl back out like it's nothing
I wasn't even near coming
I've been through quite a lot of numbing
Is it the heart breaks, d** or my hist-uh-ry