Wifisfuneral - JoeBuddenProbablyThinksICantRap :( lyrics

Two hands Xanax, I might panic if not attack Steady relapse into my old ways In the third grade I got punished for sour play Called my friend Johnny a f**face Snuck outside and shot pedestrians with my draco, missin' my AK They yelling out mayday Houston we got a problem Grim on the loose and he's wildin' Hide your children, cause if he finds you You're dead within the next hour Shedding tears to a dying flower While he's laughing, plotting for power And say roger, I couldn't find in my heart A woman got duct-taped and he dragged along the body See my mental kinda f**ed up, you can tell right? Probably got a who*e with HIV, tell my rancher it's quite jolly Sadly, I'm a spawn of Satan who's waiting to meet their maker, to argue in conversation I tried to k** myself three times, well I guess that didn't work, jerk Now I go berserk, first on a verse R.I.P. to my vocals 'Cause the day that I ever die the rap game got no culture See I'm the n***a that's up now, mane, f** next f** fame, a f** fest Labels want to sign me now, I could give a f** less You could die, s** a sick dick, n***a Hold your f**in' breath, ayy