[Intro]
Shut up
It's nothing

Shut up
Dope
Shut up

It's recording

[Verse 1: Fisher Kay]

I don't know what I hate, but I know what I love
That's these Lames, instrumentals and these vocals and stuff
Life's a beach man and my ocean is tough

%#@! is totally butt
But, my suicide will make sure my motives erupt
Loading this gun, point it straight at my dome

I want the gold and you can bet that I'm taking it home
What is life?
And who are you?

I'm Eugene
Do it, dude
Grab that $#&@ing gat, blow out your $#&@ing brains

Leave a $#&@ing note, give yourself a name
Take away the pain, push against the grain
Until you drive them insane

Why do I sin when I try to refrain?
The Devil's in my ear and he's writing again
(*##$, I've been a vet

Hotter than the tips of $#&@ing cigarettes
When I interject my voice into these instruments


[Verse 2: Azoh]
Punchlines crushing ya ligaments
Feelings started getting intimate

Cause I beat it up until it was sensitive
The lame menaces
Filling in all the crevices

With bad words, cause I'm screaming out, "$#&@ Censorship!"
Lip stick stains on my V-Line
Feel the bong rip as I'm feeling on her feline

But, in the mean time
The (*##$ you with is sending me nude pics of her behind
Telling me how she hate your dick and that she can't wait to see mine

And all this HUF %#@! got me feeling flyer than bee hives
I guess that's why I'm buzzing
Nothing but green stuffing in this blunt that I'm puffing

And all these hoes that I'm cuffing
Ain't worth nothing but, $#&@ it
Tell the (*##$es I love them

So, I could get a good sucking
Yeah, we $#&@ it up
Like Skateboards In The Trunk

And I never stress a cunt
I just light another blunt
Haha, nothing but another !@#%