Yung Ulcer - WHY?

{verse 1: yung ulcer}

I got this rope around my neck, i'm bout to jump from a tree
They praying on my downfall, i give 'em front row seats, it's fine by me
I'm smoking on a fatty mcghee, and shouting fuck every ex, especially that bitch marie
Damn that pussy smelled marine, you'll see what i mean when you pop up on that page and see the grossest bitch you ever seen
Pussy looking like it came out of a horror scene
Never fuck a bitch that's horoscope, or is a fiend

I knew i was the realest since i made evergreen
Fatties wanna play the hunger games, i'm katniss everdeen (cunt!)
How the fuck you washed up, but you never clean
I heard you was tryna be the one, but you're never me
Thought she was the one, now she just a memory
I been asking "why?" since that day in elementary
Y is for young authors just like me
And y is for yung ulcer, who the fuck i be
Straight slime green, what the fuck i bleed
And straight slime green 'til they set slime free

This bitch mine, she a real dime freak
We between them sheets, never down by the creek
Shit could get scary when you fuck around with a creep
Off them blue m30's, tonight we going deep
To this day, i still tell my friends i never seen her
The travel center's nice, but i should be at the arena
I fixed that old ford, the pedal to the floor now
I'm tryna fuck this industry, my foot is in the door now
All i gotta do is sneak behind and dick that whore down
Fifth of greygoose in my system and i'm chugging more down
Whatever happens to us from this day
Just know i really did this shit and i did this shit my own way
I been fucking her since first grade, second grade
I don't care about a bitch, fuck what a bird say

{verse 2: big destro}

Come see me chip away minutes off of my life, sulking over twitter responses formed my mind, man
The only humans worth caring for have a soul, normal way of life is practically getting old
It keeps on comin' and comin', bitch it will never go
Connect the dots from a box, you'd think it's domino's

I'm pullin' fingers, the gas is what i won't ever fear
A ticket not for the speeding but, for the way i steer
It's all just comical drifting myself up into profit
Slam the breaks now the real shit is outta pocket

(i will never be shit)

Truly this is where i stand
Janitorial vision, cleaning the fuckin' amps
December 7th but cancer is what they say i am
Hang up that invoice bitch, i said it's all a scam