Your Stepdad - ​butthurt lyrics

Yo, huh

Can't complain about them pockets
If you smoking good
I get unemployment from my
Brothers from unspoken hoods
Only got one homie 'cause I
Fall asleep when smoking woods (Damn)
Lame ass nigga,  I stay elevated
Finding way more comfort when I'm faded
Than my meditation running out of answers
My depression on a levitiation
I'ma lose my patience
Shorty dragging with this reservation
See, man, this why I don't be charming
After the second date
I be on the race, the money first
Then I'm in second place
Yeah, she got a booty and some fashion
But she Shrek in face
Baby, I'm a cracker and you a nigga
Let's separate

I'm not gon' cap, bro
This shit starting to sound really ass
Here he go with this shit again, goddamn
(Nigga, shut up and just fucking record)
Bro, it's easy as fuck for you to say
But you don't got the
Pressure of these nigga
(Bro, shut up and just record the)
Fuck you, bro, really, really

Keep me on delivered for some hours
That's my motivation
This why I ain't open like the
Pupils of an older Asian
Niggas with some bitches and respect
We got no relation
Puberty ain't working, but I am
I get no vacation steady simping
Steady fixing up her problems
'cause I'm pretty horny
Like a game of Operation made
By Rick and Morty
Do I love her? I just wanna
Put my dick in shorty
Shoot it with a cannon and I
Bet I'd never visit shorty (Ha, yeah)
My therapist told me I'm a genius
But I could be crazy nigga, I ain't genius
I use weed for my good behavior
I don't use my conscience
When I'm conscious, so I'm hella lazy
Bitch, I don't got demons
Just effects from all my stupid causes
Now, I get attention from these hoes
I'm not used to all this
Shorty keep on talking, swear to God
I'm finna mute and pause it

Why is she talking this much? "Bro, maybe
She don't got nobody to talk
To at the crib"
Okay? And I don't give a fuck
"And that see, bro? Jesus"

Brodie told me shorties talk a lot
'cause they just getting comfy
Talk a lot and watch me slip
Away just like I'm Humpty Dumpty
Yeah, I'm sounding petty
That's my way of getting back at
All the bitches who would
Turn me down and tell me I was pretty ugly
But, heard that's a label
That's just pretty catchy
Praying to my Lord and savior
Hoping someone pretty catch me
Bet my phone a knee, girl, when I touch it
It get pretty ashy
I'ma tell you perfect, but my
Life is pretty shitty, actually

Oh my God
(Nigga, don't nobody wanna hear that shit)
Look, he finna start crying again, watch