Bouty Johnson - Shit Masks Lyrics

F*ckin' bitch-ass crabs
Don't forget, I am artistic, but I will beat your ass
Cause you're a bitch and you don't even know what art is
I hate everything you were made from
You weren't made from cum, you were made from scum
I was made from beautiful scum
Interacted with cum, created a majestic fat ill motherf*cker
Yo, I don't know which direction to go
Sex is obsessive, so much stress
In testicles or lack their of
Addicted to digital
Sacks of drugs with infinite miracles
Pack it up, we headin' to Syracuse
You need to act tough, rehab won't take care of you
But it's better than jail
What's the difference between heaven and hell if you stuck in a cell
But I forgot, heaven means freedom
But that's not what these f*ckin' priests be teachin'
Every action surrounded by guilt
Lackin' satisfaction till I found me some pills
Bust a quick rap
F*ck the chit-chat
Where your slut
Yeah, my nuts where her chins at
But I'm more concerned where her kids at
Every next generation has much impact
I had to go out of town, I copped a 10-pack
Cause I'm tryin' to move more weight than a gym rat
Takin' bumps of dope from a pin cap
Cum in her throat, she choke, but don't spit back
Welcome, America the Ratchet
Where if we got a cure, we ain't sharin' the magic
Die of AIDS, die of cancer
Don't try and change, won't provide the answer
Oh yeah, we mad at Freemasons
Get rid of them, then the same people replace them
Adidas and Nike replace Jesus and wifey
F*ck spittin' heat, please just ice me
And I have never once wore a chain
Won't front, won't change
Not a punk in the game
You run for the pain, I have fun in the flames
Come to my dungeon, please come entertain
Please stay
Please stay
Please stay
Please stay