[Intro]
(Ayy, yeah, fuck everything, bitch)
(Hell yeah)
(I don't wanna talk no more, hell yeah)
(I don't wanna talk no more)

[Chorus]
I don't really want no weed
I don't really want no friends
I don't really need no whip
I don't really want no ends
I don't really want no weed
I don't really want no friends
I don't really need no whip
I don't really want no ends

[Verse 1]
I don't really want no bitch
I don't really want no top
I don't really want no hope
I don't really want no hoe
I don't really want no life
I don't even really wanna die
I don't really wanna do shit, bitch
World got me down and I wanna just quit
I don't wanna play no shows
I don't wanna make no clothes
I don't wanna write you a verse
I don't wanna talk no more!
[Chorus]
I don't really want no weed
I don't rеally want no friends
I don't really need no whip
I don't really want no еnds
I don't really want no weed
I don't really want no friends
I don't really need no whip
I don't really want no ends

[Verse 2]
Sever the limbs off my torso and burn what remains
Ayy, shouts out to Coheed
I would not be alive if I gave in to one of the times
That I wanted to be 6 feet deep beneath all of our feet, ayy
I've given up on giving up
I found a reason to be in hopes you will deify me
I'm sick of writing, I would rather be in Andromeda
That way it would take a billion years for you to find me

[Outro]
Candle wax burns on her back in the shape of a pentacle
(Shape of a pentacle—!)