[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 (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no friends (Hell yeah)
I don't really need no whip (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no ends (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no weed (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no friends (Hell yeah)
I don't really need no whip (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no ends (Hell yeah)

[Verse 1]
I don't really want no bitch (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no top (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no hope (Paah)
I don't really want no hoe (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no life (Hell yeah)
I don't even really wanna die (Hell yeah)
I don't really wanna do shit, bitch
World got me down and I wanna just quit (Hell yeah)
I don't wanna play no shows (Hell yeah)
I don't wanna make no clothes (Hell yeah)
I don't wanna write you a verse (Bitch, yeah)
I don't wanna talk no more
[Verse 2]
I don’t want no fake friends (yuh) worlds got me down fuck that feeling like walking on eggshells (ha) don’t have the time for the petty bull shit I don’t want to die (yuh) Hell yuh sing about you on my mind and said there’s 1000 times as my mind implodes part of my mind I want to forget going to treat life like a slave Put the other side of me away where it belong disappearing like an act

[Chorus]
I don't really want no weed (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no friends (Hell yeah)
I don't really need no whip (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no ends (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no weed (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no friends (Hell yeah)
I don't really need no whip (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no ends

[Bridge: Manly P. Hall]
"This world is a school—no one expects to stay in school forever"

[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—!)