Bitch I don't want you
Wrist can't bleed when the ink 22
Twenty two, years old soul too old for the god damn youth
Y'all don't gotta clue
Y'all don't wanna move
Y'all don't wanna listen
And you really good at bitching when you hear the f*cking truth
Life abused, I don't give a f*ck about me think I really give a f*ck about you?
I might retire cause Sally a liar
Saliva so tired he caught in the wire
And stuck in the muck and the f*cks that give are just
Gone in the wind like the smoke in my lungs so hopefully I turn into ashes
Smoking my dutches, out in the public
Bitches they see me they want it but honestly I ain't gon f*ck em
I don't like a single one of you
I don't like a single one of you
I don't like a single one of you
Honestly I couldn't give a
F*ck about the future of the planet with the people that'll plan it imma make y'all burn
Put a good word
In with the man downstairs make sure
You f*ck boys learn
You don't need church, since yo birth
Coulda been a lot better person
But you didn't wanna earn it
Wanna skip until you worth it
And I see that all you motherf*ckers had to go and put yourself first
Loose noose won't stop me though
Bro bro he call me up
Pick me up out the hole
Don't need no shawty tho
That true love impossible
When I'm so incapable
Of loving Saliva tho
I don't like a single one of you
I don't like a single one of you
I don't like a single one of you
Honestly I couldn't give a f*ck