Oblivion

[Intro]

Ahem

(*Baby laughing*)

Shut the fuck up, bi-

Ugh, you fuckin' baby shut the fuck up

You're being too loud, you're gon- you're gonna wake them fuckin' wolves up, bitch, shit

(*Wolves barking*)

Oh fuck

[Verse 1]

White bitches, white girls, white drugs

Black girls don't do it but my type does

Fuck it in my white van, beat her with a nice white nightstand

Until I give her gashes where it's nothin' but the white meat

E-T-I-H, W's, double D's on her knees

Whitey gargle yellow fuckin' bumblebees

Use whitey as my dinner course for intercourse

So much fuckin' white make Darth Vader have a thinner force

But of course, I'm the white boy that shows no remorse

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Blacc Friday, fuck a Nigga Friday, umm

Wolf Gang make a pregnant white bitch wan' abort

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

Odd Future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang

All white box logo with a couple stains

From a black and white creampie, make it light gray

[Verse 2]

Oh wow, Obilivion stump

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

What the fuck? Gee Willikers and no, I'm not drunk

I coulda sworn that Budweiser can read fruit punch

Let you sip casually when you tryna lose calories

I'm not a murderer, this occurance that isn't happenin'

Is sporadically damagin' my reputation

See I'm a good guy but when I see dead casualties

My penis gets erected and nipples are such aroused

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

I've ejaculated enough semen to sink a boat what, umm

Riley's body's entirely covered and tied up

From my desire, now look at the fuckin' irony

I killed my manager with an iron

All because the bitch finally decided to fire me

Back at Travis' house even though that faggot admires me

All because I heard that he was talkin' to Danielle

So now that I finally made that fags head handheld

He can finally help me masturbate and read fan mail (no homo)

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

And Just in Time your head is mine

You crossed the fuckin' line like them dirty Mexicans

Second letter reads: "Hey son, it's me"

Fuck you, I'm a subject without my permission

Third letter quote hey Ace I'm addicted to coke

Wanna ask how I been so?

I make songs about shit for attention

Put them out randomly hopin' that I get some

I got problems in my head that I want, no

But I don't trust anybody, yeah no one

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

Cause I got demons that I cannot let out, umm

Hopefully the next album can help me out

Cause I'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

So, I just need someone to talk to, kinda rushed

But nobody gives a fuck, fuck it, signed anonymous