Sex money drugs

Sex money drugs

Scream it if it’s what you want

I don’t give no fucks

 

Explicit version groupies

Tattoos, perfumes, and booties

You motherfuckers know what’s up

Sex. Money. Drugs.

 

I’mma let you take your minute

Cause if you really think about it

What is happiness, who got it

I ain’t fucking Aristotle

Praise the church? Nah, supermodels

I can only see

What’s right in front of me

Fuck god for playing hide-and-seek

The devil’s sexy on his knees

And honestly

The misery

They always preach

Bullshit, fake news

I’ve never seen anyone wanna die

Like the lucid and confused

It’s safer in delusions

Masquerading as the truth

They say god makes the rules but

I don’t got one, so you’re screwed

I don’t even buy into that whole situation

Where we’re all separate proud nations

Just wait till they see aliens

Cause bitch that’s me and you (bitch! hah)

And you can yap all you want at me

About your fucked philosophies

Like Socrates and hypocrisies

And poisoning everyone who speaks (damn ship!)

But my mind is far overseas

Just waiting

For everyone to get home safely

Cause we don’t even listen to the smart dudes

Paycheck to paycheck to paycheck to poverty

Again and again and again these damn sovereigns

Pushing us into dark corners

Where streetlamps are barely still working

And shaking their heads

Demanding warm beds

That their own be fed

Taking all the resources and leaving only

 

Sex money drugs

Sex money drugs

Scream it if it’s what you want

I don’t give no fucks

 

Explicit version groupies

Tattoos, perfumes, and booties

You motherfuckers know what’s up

Sex. Money. Drugs.

 

Sex money drugs

Books chocolate mugs

Light laughter love

I know exactly what you want

When you scream