I tell a bitch, if you wanna chill
You gotta bring ya girl witchu
I only party with bitches with daddy issues
I cum on lots of faces so I always have tissue
If my bitch is home, I fuck you at the venue
This life, I act like I am 'bout it
Wet Dreams, I have founded
At parties, I'm surrounded by women until I'm hounded (where the drums at?)
I planted money trees, now it seems that they have sprouted
She bout to blow me like I'm a fucking balloon
My dick get bigger like it's on Mario mushrooms
Don't fuck with me, unless you bi chick
I keep a dyke bitch as my muhfuckin sidekick
We mingle at the club until we meet a blonde hoe
A tiny one, her whole body curl up and not just her toes
We threeway on the phone, then we threeway at my home
Everybody screaming, like we singing on Glee
My dick is so big, I need a crane to go pee
After I'm done they both crashed and I played Wii, sheesh

[Hook]
New York
New York City
You suck ass
Just plain ol ass
You're so trashy
You smell like garbage
Tourists taking tours is a bad idea
The quantity of boringness is so surreal

[Verse 2]
Death
Death is around us
We do what we do until we collapse into darkness
Some people sell drugs on the street for they baby
Some people sell themselves to provide for they baby
When times got rough, my sister thought of it, maybe
I could've changed her mind for my nephew, her baby
I saw her sucking dick for chicken
Baby daddy was tricking
Rippin'
All the clothes off off of skinny lil bitches
Riches
Turn me on like lightswitches
I got too much, never broke
Y'all are jerks, chicken choke
I got her wet, super soak
You get out, I stay woke
I feel myself slipping away
I have over-welcome my stay
Diagnosis, was all okay
Until my years turned into days
The end is near
The end is near
Feels like I have no time
In-an-Out, don't take your time
Now I see light, not my time
No, no, please don't let me die
You and I, are two of kind
My words are slurring, cannot rhyme
I rap gibberish, Lil Rhyme
I just rhymed rhyme with rhyme
I should stop now
Maybe…
It is my time