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What the fuck is a person supposed to do
When they want something, and it’s so close to you
The temptation is growing, and I have no clue
What the fuck to do, I can’t embrace it
The only reason I live is to really fucking hate it
This ain’t living when I was made to take it
Designed from a mold with no fucking way to break it
With no escape, can’t create new relations
“Fuck me� is the exact thing everyone’s thinking
Except replace “me’ with “James�, happiness is close to extinction
I’d take almost any woman now, lost reason for distinction
None are interested, but still think of them as angels
I must be square as fuck, like four 90 degree angles
I don’t give a shit, as long as my balls still dangle
Actually, cut’ em off, why not be castrated
Maybe women wouldn’t affect me as much as the past has demonstrated
Pride has been degraded, might as well run around naked
Hit somebody with my dick, catch the charge of assault with a deadly weapon
My mind keeps stressin over shit I can’t change, soon to learn my lesson
Right now I’m at the “fuck everything� stage, filled with rage
My pencil attacks the page, age is fifteen but I feel like eight
Not feeling great, shit, I hold the wrong mind state
Need to think of the future, need to believe in fate
But laugh in the face of anyone who has faith
Actually, if there is a God, he gave me all the wrong traits
I was blessed to see how the fucking world can be
Plus I got all the Christians trying to evangelize me
They’re a bunch of bitches, but it doesn’t really surprise me
Because they want me to “live a good life�, while during the mother fucking day
They do stupid shit, then go home and it’s ok because they pray
Maybe one day they’ll learn they’re talking to themselves
Sounds to me like they’re the one’s that need help
Wait a second, I haven’t even told you the funny shit yet
So why don’t you sit down, strap in, and get set
They actually believe a fairy tale, actually a paradise
Maybe I should pull the sheet from their eyes and set’ em right
If I die and I should see the light
I’ll break away from that mother fucker, won’t take me without a fight
My stepbrother tried to survive in his life
At least he’s rid of the pain, he won’t have to face it twice
Honestly though back to my life and all my problems
Like not having a bitch, which comes up all too often
How do I solve them or how do I stop them
I’m still on some “fuck everything� shit, so I grabbed my dick
And proceeded to fuck everything, ain’t that some shit
I’m so ready for college, I’m ready for a change
I’m ready to get so drunk I can’t remember my name
Partying with some bitches that’ll actually fuck with James
Woah I actually remembered my name, must really be spittin some game
But now it’s in the present where there isn’t anything in my presence
That presents an opportunity to show some affection
I could blame my problems on my parents, that’s the best answer
Their divorce could be eating me away like a goddamn cancer
I’ll probably wind up taking drugs and dating a titty bar dancer
Blame it on my shitty luck, this fuckin city sucks
Why do I always wonder what kind of sex I could get for fifty bucks
Any bitch’s breasts sagging? I could hold them titties up
Fuck everybody, no wait “fuck everything�
Get your hand off my nuts because you can’t grasp the bigger things
Definitely not my best (the first of it really sucks), but I was a little mad. Well that's it I guess.
When they want something, and it’s so close to you
The temptation is growing, and I have no clue
What the fuck to do, I can’t embrace it
The only reason I live is to really fucking hate it
This ain’t living when I was made to take it
Designed from a mold with no fucking way to break it
With no escape, can’t create new relations
“Fuck me� is the exact thing everyone’s thinking
Except replace “me’ with “James�, happiness is close to extinction
I’d take almost any woman now, lost reason for distinction
None are interested, but still think of them as angels
I must be square as fuck, like four 90 degree angles
I don’t give a shit, as long as my balls still dangle
Actually, cut’ em off, why not be castrated
Maybe women wouldn’t affect me as much as the past has demonstrated
Pride has been degraded, might as well run around naked
Hit somebody with my dick, catch the charge of assault with a deadly weapon
My mind keeps stressin over shit I can’t change, soon to learn my lesson
Right now I’m at the “fuck everything� stage, filled with rage
My pencil attacks the page, age is fifteen but I feel like eight
Not feeling great, shit, I hold the wrong mind state
Need to think of the future, need to believe in fate
But laugh in the face of anyone who has faith
Actually, if there is a God, he gave me all the wrong traits
I was blessed to see how the fucking world can be
Plus I got all the Christians trying to evangelize me
They’re a bunch of bitches, but it doesn’t really surprise me
Because they want me to “live a good life�, while during the mother fucking day
They do stupid shit, then go home and it’s ok because they pray
Maybe one day they’ll learn they’re talking to themselves
Sounds to me like they’re the one’s that need help
Wait a second, I haven’t even told you the funny shit yet
So why don’t you sit down, strap in, and get set
They actually believe a fairy tale, actually a paradise
Maybe I should pull the sheet from their eyes and set’ em right
If I die and I should see the light
I’ll break away from that mother fucker, won’t take me without a fight
My stepbrother tried to survive in his life
At least he’s rid of the pain, he won’t have to face it twice
Honestly though back to my life and all my problems
Like not having a bitch, which comes up all too often
How do I solve them or how do I stop them
I’m still on some “fuck everything� shit, so I grabbed my dick
And proceeded to fuck everything, ain’t that some shit
I’m so ready for college, I’m ready for a change
I’m ready to get so drunk I can’t remember my name
Partying with some bitches that’ll actually fuck with James
Woah I actually remembered my name, must really be spittin some game
But now it’s in the present where there isn’t anything in my presence
That presents an opportunity to show some affection
I could blame my problems on my parents, that’s the best answer
Their divorce could be eating me away like a goddamn cancer
I’ll probably wind up taking drugs and dating a titty bar dancer
Blame it on my shitty luck, this fuckin city sucks
Why do I always wonder what kind of sex I could get for fifty bucks
Any bitch’s breasts sagging? I could hold them titties up
Fuck everybody, no wait “fuck everything�
Get your hand off my nuts because you can’t grasp the bigger things
Definitely not my best (the first of it really sucks), but I was a little mad. Well that's it I guess.
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