First World Problems

[Verse 1: Mikill Pane]

Oh brother, my life's full of drama

I'm tryna stay calm, in spite of all the karma

Justice can't see, I reckon she needs some glasses

She just punishes me, instead of the evil cunts

This is the type of blues that men can only get in the first world

I'm kind of used to ending up in bed with the worst girls

I wouldn't suggest that every chick has made my life terrible

But all the best were definitely raging bisexuals

I can't explain the feeling of believing that she'd need this

When the cunt that pain competes with doesn't even have a penis

If we could try a threesome, it would seem to ease the hardest part

There is no I in team but there is me in a menage-à-trois

I'm pretty sure I'll never use that clever line again

Because the women that they dump me for never like men

Whatever I did to earn such luck

Made my sex life shit as 2 Girls 2 Cup

[Hook: Newton Faulkner]

I've got so much to lose

Oh, I've got so far to fall

Too many choices to make

And making choices takes it toll

I've got troubles to fake

Got no real troubles at all

Nobody wants to relate

Keep faking problems till the dawn

[Verse 2: Mikill Pane]

I've got too many problems in my pitiful life

I probably never solve em dissing women all night

I should start by telling Nike I plan to send shoes back

Cause there's no space in my 2-bedroom flat

Life is all a drag, all the selecting made me mental

Do I light a normal fag or do I press to make it menthol?

I can't recall the countries that I've been to, after all

I've traveled more than somebody that cheats at basketball

I signed a label deal, but I'm lazy so I'm wishing

That they'd stop letting me be myself and make my own decisions

For instance, I'm back to self-release an EP now

But I couldn't think of a name that you could easily pronounce

M-I-K-I-L-L's Mic-ill

Say my name right, I'm stressing, I might kill

I bet you still think it's Mick-ill, but I've enlightened you so much

I'm paying bigger electricity bills

[Hook: Newton Faulkner]

[Bridge: Newton Faulkner & Mikill Pane]

I've taken all that I can take

And now it's cluttering my hole

I used to wait for private days

Now I'm not bothering at all

And I've seen the error of my ways

I've seen much worse on Channel 4

And Lady Luck left me amazed

Read me a curse, then slammed the door

[Hook: Newton Faulkner x2]