Boomy! Lyrics

Tell me I'm nothing alive

Fuck it

I'm ready to die

Time?

Twenty-one

Body a hundred and five

Bitch I'm

Tired

Rest is all I desire

I'm sick of the dealing with priors

I'm pulling my teeth with the pliers

I'm sick of the real

Sick of the mill

Sick of my bills

Sick of my bitch

Sick of my build

Sick of my dick

Fuck what I feel

"Forty my hip"

Fuck all that shit

I'm sick of this feeling

They say I'm a villain

But where in the fuck are my lemons bitch?

I'm 'bout to kick it like Mitch

I'm 'bout to kick it like Mac on the fifth

Maybe the sixth, shit

My god, I know that I'm sick

Shit

I'm feeling inferior

The dick is still killing her though

Tell me why I might die here a liar

Listen, irrelevant

Yes I'm no better than rest of the sex

So just fuck it

I'm celibate

You are my favorite crisis

Playing with bottles and knives, bitch

Fuck niggas up if they come for your love

I will blow this shit up like I'm ISIS

Death, my one true companion

I craving your presence

I need your advances

I'm nothing but rancid and out of time

Never mind

Fuck what I love

Fuck my mind

Fuck my blood

Right?

Damn it all to hell

That shit tough

Now I'm done

All you pussy ass niggas fucking suck

You sound the same

I hope the lynch mob pull up with a chain

Let 'em hang like Hussein

I can't feel my brain

That shit been gone a long time

Now I'm Mary Jane

And when that chain hit my chest

Yes I feel like a slave

Every day

Ain't no change

Thanks Obama, that's great

Damn, I'm so fucking irate

Now I'm just fucking to sate

All of my appetites

Latent, raped

So I just abdicate

Relationships drive me blank

So fuck it then, I'm a whore

Yes I'm a bottom bitch

Take a hit

Hope I'm adored

Oh yes, I hope you'll afford me

Just this moment of yours

O' Lord!

I'm bored

I'm bored

I'm bored

I'm bored

I'm bored

I'm bored