Back, again
Ready to drop some fine rhymes
Gotta cool my pit stains with some motherfucking limes
Stink so much 'cause I have sex all the time
Smell like a straight up rat
Mama wants to kill me with a baseball bat
Can't let her know where I've been at
'Cause I've been living in the trash
Ain't afraid of giving a haters' neck a slash
Might just chuck a kiddy pool
Make a splash

Pray the cummie wummies taste like gamer fuel
Death, money
That's the MO, forget about the hunnies
Strictly about them toes
I like those piggies thick
Gimme that foot stink
Dance Dance Revolution on my dink
Daddy's home just in time to sniff some motherfuckin' dykes
Imagine my head between those toes like a vice
Fuckin' nice

Pray the cummie wummies taste like gamer fuel, gamer fuel
Pray the cummie wummies taste like gamer fuel, gamer fuel
Pray the cummie wummies taste like gamer fuel, gamer fuel
Pray the cummie wummies taste like gamer fuel, gamer fuel
I get sad all the time
Thinking about how much I fucking miss you
I'd swallow all the piss in the world just to kiss you
Make me the universal toilet
Bring those boys in
Shit, I'd even swallow poison
If it tasted like you
I stole that one
From some teens Tumblr blog
Fuck you, bitch
It's the Dark Souls of love and I keep dying because it's hard
Fill my estus flask with taurine 'cause I'm a motherfucking monster

Pray the cummie wummies taste like gamer fuel, gamer fuel
Pray the cummie wummies taste like gamer fuel, gamer fuel
Pray the cummie wummies taste like gamer fuel, gamer fuel
Pray the cummie wummies taste like gamer fuel, gamer fuel

Playing on the X-Box
While my mommy gets me McDonalds
Bitches sucking on my dick so much, I'm going hollow

Pray the cummie wummies taste like gamer fuel
Death, money
Pray the cummie wummies taste like gamer fuel
Death, money
Pray the cummie wummies taste like gamer fuel
Death, money
Pray the cummie wummies taste like gamer fuel
I am funny