Pissed off and ripped off
Treat me like a monster
Roar your ears off, f*ck with it
I don't want no smoke so I gust with it
You a stuck up bitch and you can't quit it
Dick hoppers make me pop off like
I've never seen a hoe who talk shit and suck dick
Man you f*cked up, I'm still homesick
Thought I lucked out, now you love prick
Goddamn, my parents lucked out
Got a son who spergs out and raps loud
Got a son who drops out and runs bowed
Ever thought to not yell so loud
Ever thought to not get so rowdy
No longer is my mind so crowded
I ain't ever going back home
But now it seems all the tracks are better, damn
One more f*cking time
Try to call the cops, you want war
Try and take me out to court, you want more
I ain't had your kid and you got some issues
Take it to your doctor, best of wishes
I ain't got shit but wits and wishes
Yet I'm still happy, maybe it's just
I don't gotta deal with you, is that vicious
I don't feel bad for you, oh malicious
All of these talks getting repetitious
So I guess ill cut now, expeditious
I guess being homeless unambitious
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Pissed off and ripped off
Treat me like a monster
Roar your ears off, f*ck with it
I don't want no smoke so I gust with it
You a stuck up bitch and you can't quit it
Dick hoppers make me pop off like
I've never seen a hoe who talk shit and suck dick
Man you f*cked up, I'm still homesick
Thought I lucked out, now you love prick
Goddamn, my parents lucked out
Got a son who spergs out and raps loud
Got a son who drops out and runs bowed
Ever thought to not yell so loud
Ever thought to not get so rowdy
No longer is my mind so crowded
I ain't ever going back home
But now it seems all the tracks are better, damn
One more f*cking time
Try to call the cops, you want war
Try and take me out to court, you want more
I ain't had your kid and you got some issues
Take it to your doctor, best of wishes
I ain't got shit but wits and wishes
Yet I'm still happy, maybe it's just
I don't gotta deal with you, is that vicious
I don't feel bad for you, oh malicious
All of these talks getting repetitious
So I guess ill cut now, expeditious
I guess being homeless unambitious
Treat me like a monster
Roar your ears off, f*ck with it
I don't want no smoke so I gust with it
You a stuck up bitch and you can't quit it
Dick hoppers make me pop off like
I've never seen a hoe who talk shit and suck dick
Man you f*cked up, I'm still homesick
Thought I lucked out, now you love prick
Goddamn, my parents lucked out
Got a son who spergs out and raps loud
Got a son who drops out and runs bowed
Ever thought to not yell so loud
Ever thought to not get so rowdy
No longer is my mind so crowded
I ain't ever going back home
But now it seems all the tracks are better, damn
One more f*cking time
Try to call the cops, you want war
Try and take me out to court, you want more
I ain't had your kid and you got some issues
Take it to your doctor, best of wishes
I ain't got shit but wits and wishes
Yet I'm still happy, maybe it's just
I don't gotta deal with you, is that vicious
I don't feel bad for you, oh malicious
All of these talks getting repetitious
So I guess ill cut now, expeditious
I guess being homeless unambitious
Writer: Avery Broere
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