Can't Turn a Coke Whore into a Housewife

You pathetic piece of shit

Not speaking in riddles, this time I come with the truth
Put it all on the line when I'm up in that booth
Broke up with dating because I'm done with the junkies
The only ones I that I get, they seem to be the drug monkeys
Except for one that was different, she never gave off the signs
Maybe she did and I was just too dam blind
A single mother, the struggle was real, the ex was a prick
But her son was the greatest, I almost married that chick
Thank God that I didn't, and I awoke to my senses
Looking back at it now, how could I be so senseless
And part of me wants to know how you could do me so wrong
The other part wants to murder you lyrically with this song

Yo fuck it, keep the beat going man. I got more to say

Yeah, I'm the sociopath, I'm the crazy one
Manipulative jerk trying to steal all of your fun
You grow the fuck up and be a goddam mother
Instead of leaving your son home, while you're out with these others
Those motherfuckers, they're nothing but leaches. Drain on society
How the fuck could you stomach to look me in my eye, lie to me
Now you're crashing on couches, sleeping with random guys
To get a roof over your head for the rest of the night
You go around spreading lies and playing the victim
Watch how quickly they turn when they see your addiction
Either the snow up your nose or the spun in your lungs
Or you're laid up at a motel covered in cum
Is it almost the first so you can buy some more blow
With your child support check, your life is a joke
You turned to selling your body just to feed your dam habit
I kinda hope that you die because there's worse that can happen

Just hope that one day you wake up and realize what the fuck you did to yourself
That's it
That's all
I got nothing more to say about you
I'm done