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[feat. Casey Veggies] [Verse 1:] My life? Screw it, with a drunk bitch Like what the fuck are we doing? We kissing, I'm weezing, it's time to play Tetris I play piano, jack off I'm anorexic I'm fucking asthmatic, my records problematic Talking to myself because my therapist done had it All the racial slurs from the [?] playing from Lenny Kravitz Love lock down like I am some sort of faggot But I'm not in the first place Waiting for my dad to say hi on my birthday Cause Jesus wouldn't even be my friend on Church day I plan on getting back [censored] the worst way In the jungle, I planned on the keeper Inside of the cage cause I'm a motherfucking Zebra Obama's in office, niggas get job like teachers Looking out retarded kids screaming out fuck slob, Jesus [Hook: Casey Veggies] And I can write a hook fast I can get straight to the cash Y'all niggas come last, I'm first though No rehearsal, I know it all like Erkel You can call it commercial SongtexteSo turn it up, turn it up (Watch it) Odd Future won't stop it [Verse 2:] I make music for a reason, didn't vote Obama So you can charge me with treason Year round asshole, the fuck you season The flu, I'm sick that's why everybody sneezing I'm always cheesing, smile for a reason Fuck as I fuck you, I'm always teasing My daughter need milk and a quilt So I'm selling the [?] for six bucks cause she always sneezing Some people need drugs, some people need dubs On they car note to go to the club But really, really, really, all I need deep down, is a hug [Hook] [Verse 3:] Look, I'm back like niggas on a bus With a Rosa Parks state of mind, I don't give a fuck And I'm strolling Down South like Good Luck Chuck In a Malcolm X shirt chilling with the Ku Klux Klan, I ain't nothing to fuck with O.F. clan they ain't nothing to fuck with The O.F. clan they ain't nothing to fuck with The black Saint Mon' is something to suck bitch Aus Songtexte Mania