Ain't Nothin' But a D Thang
Know what goes well with rap battles between myself and fellow aspiring comic Adam Winans? Severe depression!
Skrillex drop the bass But I can't drop the sadness Sometimes I cry all night Takin' Zoloft for the madness Got therapy bills piling up 'Cause I got loads of daddy issues Gotta have a Costco card 'Cause you know I get down on some tissues
Pour myself a glass of Cristal for the pain Keep tellin' mah boys I'm going insane Write poems on the level of my cousin He's a thirteen-year-old Articulating the darkness of my soul My prose, you know it's gold Gold like I got on my Gucci chain I eat a lot of pizza to deal with the fame
Got trouble with the datin' 'Cause the girls know I'm a self-hatin' Sad sack of beans that cries while I'm masturbatin' I hop in my Rolls Royce To talk to my doc But he's overbooked Like Ryan Reynolds' cock Eat cereal by the box In big fuckin' bowlz Only my man Captain Crunch Can understand my sadness and my woes Reminds me when I was a kid Drankin' that purple drank Shit was simpler then For that I got my momz to thank.
