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letra de piece of mind 2 - witt lowry

[verse]
yo! see me, i’m just your regular guy (yeah)
in high school, i would never skip cl-ss to get high
and girls never wanna f-ck with that regular guy
they want the jocks or the bad guys that drink and get high
and so i never knew how the f-ck that i would get fly (hm)
make a couple raps and go talk about my d-ck size? (oh!)
the ladies can’t get enough they wanna suck my d-ck dry (oh yeah)
but most are fake and phoney, so i tell ’em i don’t have time (sorry)
’cause time equals money, and fake hoes are worthless (yup)
while most of y’all are partyin’, me i’m probably workin’ (workin’)
instagramming pics of me and your girl flirting (haha)
now i know the answer if the f-cking drapes match the curtains
i’m just playing see your girl is just a grenade
me, i’m better than these wack rappers on my worst day (yup)
oh, you dont like my word play? f-ck you with a cactus (f-ck you)
now what is your reaction? you all are thinking backwards (yo)
see, i have a question, where the f-ck these haters go? (who are ya?)
remember when i first started they were hatin’ on my flow
like, “mark you f-cking suck man, i’m better than you
and when i go to bed at night, i jack off for a few
then bust all over my bed and roll around in my goo
and have my mum clean it up because i don’t know how to
and then i finger my but until i have to go poo
ah f-ck, man, the truth is i listen to you!”
we, i guess that’s cool, you must’ve had a change of heart
but next time leave out the things you like to do after dark
i use a watered down generic line to fill the next bar
like, “look at me, man, i’m the sh-t and you just a fart”
sometimes when i get mad, i turn on super smash bros.
and play against peach, so i know what its like to smack hoes
girls on facebook think they’re hot, but they mad gross (sorry)
tell me again how much you love your boyfriend, now you guys broke
uh, now you f-cking hate his guts (f-ck him)
so you f-cked the whole town but you swear youre not a sl-t
because not all the dudes counted they just put it in your b-tt (yeah)
and her motto is “yolo” so she doesn’t give a f-ck, right? (no)
motherf-ckers, i’m the dark night
so if you guys are two faced, i’ll smack you with a fast right
and tie a rope around your legs and hang you from the top flight (hi)
and have you eat your grandma out, i hope you brought your appet-te, ugh
nasty -ss f-ck when i’m rapping
put a fire cracker in your -ss backwards and see what happens
i’m a verbal -ss-ssin, test me, i’ll send you packing
i’m white and from the burbs, so i must be f-cking wack then (h-llo, yah)
this girl from high school was like, “hey mark, what’s up? (hey)
we all heard your witty sh-t, and we all think that you suck (yeah, you suck)
remember joe from science cl-ss? his raps are real tough
i dont mean to burst your bubble dude, but give this rap sh-t up!” (yah)
see, i dont give a f-ck, if y’all don’t like my sh-t
if you like it then you like it if you don’t, then suck my d-ck! (suck it)
because the meaty motherf-ckers are a bunch of dumb pr-cks (yup)
who live of daddy’s money and spend it on dumb -ss sh-t, yo (daddy)
funny how these dumb fools from high schools to feel cool
you may think you’re the sh-t running round like, “o’doyle rules”
when really in the real world you look like a royal douche
and fall from your reign and crash land like o’doyle’s do
drivin’ around in a parking lot
with a blindfold on with a bluetooth
if i’m not me then who’s who?
just overdose on fruitloops (hm)
sugar high now i’m f-cked up
what you say you dumb sl-t?
your boyfriend is a what?
and you wanna suck on who’s nuts?
logged on to twitter and then up popped some dumb b-tch
this girl was like, “blah blah blah,” thought about some dumb sh-t (yeah)
you think i give a f-ck b-tch? what you say don’t really mean sh-t
so i tweet back, “#b-tchsuckmyd-ck” (suck my d-ck)
i use b-tch and sh-t a lot in those lines
i ain’t mad, i just use curse words that’ll rhyme
and spend my time writing raps and perfectin’ my craft
but all these dudes on the internet still think that i’m wack
well, if you can’t join ’em then, then you beat ’em
if you can’t bang ’em, then you leave ’em
i don’t care i talk sh-t for no reason
hearts so cold yeah my f-cking coats freezing
get used to my face, motherf-ckers, i’m not leaving

- witt lowry

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