Some Dumb Shit.
Hello motherfucka, it's me, your boy Mateo
Just finished a paper, supposed to be due today though
Your tits are very squishy, it reminds me of some Play- Doh
Whenever I die, you will not see me with no halo
Cause I'm a fucking asshole
I can never let go
Of this fucking hate so I release from my dick hole
Into your fucking mama, so she can buy me Prada
Take away the sex, what's left
Bitch fucking nada
Get a load of this fucking weirdo
Fucking loser, fucking weird ass nigga bro
Ayo, get- get a fucking load of this dweeb
Tryna' come through with a new fucking flow
They try to copy all your shit because their confidence low
So they steal your fucking lyrics and claim it's their own but
Then release another song you hear the pauses and chokes
These rappers wanna be original, get their plays digital-ly
Installed and payed for just to make it on the radio
Or on Spotify, on your weird cousin's playlist
Acting like a fan when he doesn't know who made it
People out here rapping like they sleepin' with a glock
But got parents that'll make em' sleep at 9 o' clock
The ones that stay up in their room, jackin' it to a sock
Mama caught him and made fun of his short little- woah-kay
That's a little weird, lemme reel it back in
Your girl got patches on her shins cause she was sucking my dick
Wait
I meant to say knees, I can't stand this beat
Y'know it's been a couple days since I got some sleep
Yo, you're-you're just a fucking loser bro, just stop. Just quit, okay
Yo-you're not gonna be shit, you never will be shit, just cut out with this shit bro
Your music is bad, your hair is weird your fucking nose is pointy as shit
You're just- you're weird my nigga
Just stop, you're fucking weird
Yo, what the fuck have I told you about this shit, bro
What did I tell you about this music shit
You gotta stop this, you need to get a real fucking job bro
This music shit, you are not gonna get nowhere, 'kay
This- if this fails, you have nothing bro
You don't have a job, you have a kid on the way, what the f-
What do you plan on doing, man
Seriously, stop with this stupid shit
Just finished a paper, supposed to be due today though
Your tits are very squishy, it reminds me of some Play- Doh
Whenever I die, you will not see me with no halo
Cause I'm a fucking asshole
I can never let go
Of this fucking hate so I release from my dick hole
Into your fucking mama, so she can buy me Prada
Take away the sex, what's left
Bitch fucking nada
Get a load of this fucking weirdo
Fucking loser, fucking weird ass nigga bro
Ayo, get- get a fucking load of this dweeb
Tryna' come through with a new fucking flow
They try to copy all your shit because their confidence low
So they steal your fucking lyrics and claim it's their own but
Then release another song you hear the pauses and chokes
These rappers wanna be original, get their plays digital-ly
Installed and payed for just to make it on the radio
Or on Spotify, on your weird cousin's playlist
Acting like a fan when he doesn't know who made it
People out here rapping like they sleepin' with a glock
But got parents that'll make em' sleep at 9 o' clock
The ones that stay up in their room, jackin' it to a sock
Mama caught him and made fun of his short little- woah-kay
That's a little weird, lemme reel it back in
Your girl got patches on her shins cause she was sucking my dick
Wait
I meant to say knees, I can't stand this beat
Y'know it's been a couple days since I got some sleep
Yo, you're-you're just a fucking loser bro, just stop. Just quit, okay
Yo-you're not gonna be shit, you never will be shit, just cut out with this shit bro
Your music is bad, your hair is weird your fucking nose is pointy as shit
You're just- you're weird my nigga
Just stop, you're fucking weird
Yo, what the fuck have I told you about this shit, bro
What did I tell you about this music shit
You gotta stop this, you need to get a real fucking job bro
This music shit, you are not gonna get nowhere, 'kay
This- if this fails, you have nothing bro
You don't have a job, you have a kid on the way, what the f-
What do you plan on doing, man
Seriously, stop with this stupid shit
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Morales
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