Blackout

Okey Okey listen to this thing, this a song but its also a story its a motherfuckin true story, believe me, its not some random shit I wrote
But sometimes I wish it wasn't true...

No no no, It's something like...

Got fucked over by two bitches,
Bounced back, but gave 'em my inches
Took my money, freaking credit card too
I was broke already, so what could they do?

Wish 'em luck with the stolen cash,
Hope they spend it well but bro that won't last
Drugged me up, put me on a hospital bed
Couldn't take me out, I'm not freaking dead

Ey like Elton John, im still standing
But better (oh yeah?)
Better then I ever fucking did
(Indeed)

Next time, use some quality drugs
'Cause I'm too much for those amateur thugs
I drove like DiCaprio, not a white lambo
Can't stand me im fucking Tony soprano
Your drugs, didn't work
Not on me, you're stupid bitch ass jerk
Bye bitches, thanks for the ride
Don't mess with me, I'll always survive.

You don't even know your fucking role
You're just another fuck hole (fuck hole)

Thanks for the ride,
I'll always survive.
You don't know your fucking role
You're just another fuck hole
Let me tell ya assholes
You're just another fuck hole
You don't know your damn role
You're just another fuck hole...

Well... Bye bitches, thanks for the ride
But don't mess with me, I'll always survive

But for real

I'll keep hustling, and you keep scheming
Your shit won't get in the way of my dreaming.
Ever.