Recognize the Face
Got the women telling me that I ain't cute
But my Mom thinks I am so bitch fuck you
I got mad swag
I got hella ice
2 bags from the Irving just to be precise
Yeah I'm making bank
Gotta count my bread
3 Loaves of wonder white I think my Lady said
Now I'm standing over here in the checkout
Hold on girl and let me get my cheques out
We don't accept cheques
Bitch get bent
The gas station next door will accept them
It's getting heated now
She got me storming out
But my cars blocked off by a snow plow
The door opened up
It was this woman's Dad
My daughter called and told me all about the shit you said
Sir politely you need to fuck off
If you don't I'll suck both of your nuts off
Now we're both confused
I started turning blue
Now he's charging at me like a mother fucking moose
You know I'm terrified
I gotta act brave
So I threw my car keys at this mans face
But it didn't stop him
No he kept on coming
I don't wanna lose my Crocs but you know I'm running
I'm going hella fast
I can't slow down
I think I'm losing my grip on the ice now shit
Fuck that actually kind of hurt
But I pick myself back up and I brush off the dirt
I'm not feeling so fresh
I'm feeling kind of bad
Cause I just took a stick straight up my fucking ass
It's got me seeing stars
I might pass out
I'm losing lots of blood out of my ass now
This is really it, it's the day I die
I let Jesus take the wheel and so I close my eyes
A couple hours later
I'm in the ER
My visions getting blurry so I can't see far
I'm feeling super nauseous
I'm filling up with fear
The Doctors hand is in my ass like he's a puppeteer
Sir the stick is out
I think you'll be okay
But I'll never see myself in the same way
I'm in a bad way
This is a bad place
I got that drip but it's tears on my damn face
Sweater that I'm wearing keeps on getting wetter
This wound in my butt can you kiss it better
Put the phone down please you're scaring me
No please mister don't call security damn
Now it's looking like were going on a run again
Like a girl at a bar I be swerving these men
If it's a chase that they want I'll be serving again
Not gonna lie my butthole's actually kind of hurting again
Everybody here are drawn to my theatrics
Now I'm on the next floor down in geriatrics
I need to move quick
I gotta leave this place
I shove an old man down on his poor face
I'm really sorry sir
I know this isn't fair
But I think I need to borrow your wheel chair
I'm going down a ramp
I'm feeling like a champ
Till my dumbass gets ran over by an ambulance
I'm like Macaulay Culkin
Because I feel alone
Flying through the air like ET phone home
Why do I even try
I know I'm outta place
I see someone over me I recognize the face
It was the plow guy, and I apologized
Your Daughter isn't a bitch man I don't want to fight
This is it boy, I'm gonna make you cry
Bitch I already am can't you see my eyes
He pulled me off the ground and threw me in his plow
Got my heart racing what do I do now
Not gonna lie this plow rides kind of fun
Feel the wind on my face and I'm taking in sun
But this is my stop
I hop off and I run
I'm sprinting through the woods when I hear a gun
Homie rocked my shit
No more acting tough
If I'm gonna die I'm going out doing what I love
I take out my phone and go straight to porn hub
Yeah I have a porn addiction I have a porn addiction
There's gotta be a helpline or something right
Think I might be addicted to porn
But my Mom thinks I am so bitch fuck you
I got mad swag
I got hella ice
2 bags from the Irving just to be precise
Yeah I'm making bank
Gotta count my bread
3 Loaves of wonder white I think my Lady said
Now I'm standing over here in the checkout
Hold on girl and let me get my cheques out
We don't accept cheques
Bitch get bent
The gas station next door will accept them
It's getting heated now
She got me storming out
But my cars blocked off by a snow plow
The door opened up
It was this woman's Dad
My daughter called and told me all about the shit you said
Sir politely you need to fuck off
If you don't I'll suck both of your nuts off
Now we're both confused
I started turning blue
Now he's charging at me like a mother fucking moose
You know I'm terrified
I gotta act brave
So I threw my car keys at this mans face
But it didn't stop him
No he kept on coming
I don't wanna lose my Crocs but you know I'm running
I'm going hella fast
I can't slow down
I think I'm losing my grip on the ice now shit
Fuck that actually kind of hurt
But I pick myself back up and I brush off the dirt
I'm not feeling so fresh
I'm feeling kind of bad
Cause I just took a stick straight up my fucking ass
It's got me seeing stars
I might pass out
I'm losing lots of blood out of my ass now
This is really it, it's the day I die
I let Jesus take the wheel and so I close my eyes
A couple hours later
I'm in the ER
My visions getting blurry so I can't see far
I'm feeling super nauseous
I'm filling up with fear
The Doctors hand is in my ass like he's a puppeteer
Sir the stick is out
I think you'll be okay
But I'll never see myself in the same way
I'm in a bad way
This is a bad place
I got that drip but it's tears on my damn face
Sweater that I'm wearing keeps on getting wetter
This wound in my butt can you kiss it better
Put the phone down please you're scaring me
No please mister don't call security damn
Now it's looking like were going on a run again
Like a girl at a bar I be swerving these men
If it's a chase that they want I'll be serving again
Not gonna lie my butthole's actually kind of hurting again
Everybody here are drawn to my theatrics
Now I'm on the next floor down in geriatrics
I need to move quick
I gotta leave this place
I shove an old man down on his poor face
I'm really sorry sir
I know this isn't fair
But I think I need to borrow your wheel chair
I'm going down a ramp
I'm feeling like a champ
Till my dumbass gets ran over by an ambulance
I'm like Macaulay Culkin
Because I feel alone
Flying through the air like ET phone home
Why do I even try
I know I'm outta place
I see someone over me I recognize the face
It was the plow guy, and I apologized
Your Daughter isn't a bitch man I don't want to fight
This is it boy, I'm gonna make you cry
Bitch I already am can't you see my eyes
He pulled me off the ground and threw me in his plow
Got my heart racing what do I do now
Not gonna lie this plow rides kind of fun
Feel the wind on my face and I'm taking in sun
But this is my stop
I hop off and I run
I'm sprinting through the woods when I hear a gun
Homie rocked my shit
No more acting tough
If I'm gonna die I'm going out doing what I love
I take out my phone and go straight to porn hub
Yeah I have a porn addiction I have a porn addiction
There's gotta be a helpline or something right
Think I might be addicted to porn
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Writer(s): Nikki Mackay
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