(simpleton)

Bitch im off these drugs in the truck tryna get out the mud

Im swimmin through this dough like its a fuckin flood

In the mud bitch i never really gave a fuck

Im really smokin on this fuckin dutt

I dont give a fuck bitch im really smokin mudd

Inject in my veins like i really gave a fuck

Im on my own bitch im really smokin dro

Bitch if you can come with me

I really wanna know you hoe

Ive been own my own bitch

Do you really wanna know

What i am who i am and where ive fuckin been

I dont give a fuck what you have to say to me

On my own playin on my fuckin ps3

(I kinda envy people at times who are blissfully happy, and a lot of those people aren’t bothered with the complications of knowledge and everything else that life has to offer.)

Black leggings and that curly black hair

I can't help but stop and stare while you playin with your hair

Im like a fly in a trap but im caught by your glare i dont care

Late nights in my room i dream about the future

And what’d it be like if youd just bring me closer

Im not trying to be werid i dont wanna look like a joker

But i know you know im never fuckin sober

If you want me to come over ill be over with the powder

That shit gives me a certain kind of power

Got me thinking i might pound her

Yeah bitch yo man look like a quarter pounder

I might pound her i might pound her

Ill take you on a ride and have you sayin “wowzers”

Bitch let me take off your trousers

In my room smokin dro where will i go

I dont know i dont know

(“Will you come home?”)

(I know a lot of people who are simpletons.)

(They’re very simple that they can enjoy their lives and be totally happy and secure with just watching spots on television and having a beer every once in a while, you know?)