Fatty Eisenhower - Take Yourself Out Tha Game lyrics

[Intro] This song is dedicated to anybody who's ever been to that dark place, and can't find no way out [Verse 1: Penis Bailey] You're sitting in your room, you're crying like a little b**h One more day you gotta face the world and all its sh** Look at yourself, you's a f**ing mess Bald head, man breasts, dressed to depress No talent, bank account: low balance You're stupid and your breath smell like egg salad You used to dream of being famous Now every night you gotta stick rectal suppositories up into your an*s Plus you got a bus pa**, swagger on a minimum Wife's been cheating on you since the turn of the millennium People think you're mildly autistic, simplistic Always leaving home without your wallet, you's a dipsh** Hardly Mr. Fix-It, more like Mr. Useless Only got one option left and I suggest you choose it I suggest you buy a gun, I suggest you use it And k** yourself to this Buckwheat music [Hook x2] It's okay to take yourself out the game You're the only person to blame, p**y, your life s**s Your wife f**s, she f**s other guys Your whole life is a mistake in your mother's eyes It's okay to take yourself out the game Put that burner up to your brain, and pull the trigger, player And k** yourself, just k** yourself Just k** yourself, just k** yourself [Verse 2: Lil Dinky] I hate to break it to you, homie, but your life's the worst You drive a Hyundai, you should prolly upgrade to a hearse It's not your fault, dog, you did the best that you could do God must have spent a little less time on you With your stomach troubles, always got the bubble guts Stinking up the Starbucks bathroom, taking public dumps Mouth-breathing, knuckle-dragging mumbler Your son called you gay on his Tumblr But this your chance to make a positive difference The world is positively better off without you in it Your dad can finally say that you're a man, and that's real Eat a bag of Jack Links' jerky for your last meal People do it all the time, you can go the same route Another flamer flaming out You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow your brains out This life is a game, your game is rained out [Hook] [Outro] Okay, it's the Groats, baby, 2011. You know, this world ain't meant for everybody, you know what I'm saying? Survival of the fittest, and only the strong make it. But sometimes, natural selection just needs a little push. It's up to you to make that happen They say it's a cold world out there, but don't worry. You gonna be nice and toasty where you going, you feel me?