I Told You I Couldn't Rap

I fuckin suck I can't rap Fuck lil tini Preach baby preach yeah I fuckin suck I can't rap fuck lil tini He's fuckin wack Preach Tripling the speed limit on a back road Thinking bout what'd happen if I crash Picturing my head right through the dashboard Would that really be too much to ask for That's a tall order I ain't that sure But when I spit I feel like a crack whore Fiending for attention And instagram mentions I'm chillin at this sleazy bar Some dumb broad drank 10 martini jars She falls flat on the floor I hop right on her I don't even know CPR I'm just tryna pop one out before she gets cold Fuck She cold Like freezers are Demon Barber Sweeney Todd Killin shit for me ain't hard I'll probably die erect This a strong message hope you can digest I hope you feel these shots they were direct I'm talking to you man, I hope you listening You look like you make out with your eyes open You say you're woke you just asleep with your eyes open You need to quit like some guys smokin If you so fuckin blind, why your eyes open I'm talking to myself I still won't listen Can't preach to the choir if nobody singing That's why I'm here speaking these sermons But there's still a hole I don't know how to fill, like virgins I fuckin suck I can't rap Fuck lil tini Preach baby preach yeah I fuckin suck I can't rap fuck lil tini He's fuckin wack Preach I fuckin suck I can't rap Fuck lil tini Preach baby preach yeah I fuckin suck I can't rap fuck lil tini He's fuckin wack Preach