2033

[Verse]
The year's 2033
By this time I woulda wanted to make an unearthly P
But that shit ain't in reality 'cause I'm not making an earnings, me
I'm still stuck in my teenage years, always fucking cursing, "he
Looks like a homeless piece of shit
Even though he's ugly, he'll always leave a bitch"
Yeah, despite the fact that I need a bitch
I never wanna be stuck with one
After I fuck with one I throw them away 'cause I don't wannabe stuck with sons
So if you're wanna those sluts, unlucky, hun
I wanna feel bad but I can't
Thinkin' of killing myself, if I do I'll shank some cunt in the face so I can die hard
And it's fucking pathetic because that's the closest I'll get to a film
I felt as if I was built to express myself through a mill'
I didn't fucking make it as an actor because I am untalented
Hate this shitty life, think I was better as a rapper, fuck havin' this
None of this shit is fake, I keep it a buck rappin' shit
Pick up a knife every night because I'm (um) lackin' wins
They say fake it to you make it, fucking stupid
If I hear that bullshit one more time I'm gonna fucking lose it
So pathetic, I'm being mocked by birds...
Sorry, just lost my words
When I'm finally done there will be zero encore
Lot on my mind, at night I toss 'n' turn
Never really got the chance to be a hero on whores
Life ain't fucking perfect, I've gotten hurt
Remember these words, when I'm gone, I'm gone for
Ever
I lie, never
The thing about life is you get the same amount as when you win in the past tense
I end this shit tonight at half 10
If you don't get this fucking song you might as well laugh then
I ain't playing a character, this isn't a joke, this is me
The name you see on the album cover, it's he
I guess it's good to end shit now, I didn't even wanna live 'til my sixties
We're not in this together, I'm not Dave
I'm a selfish fuck who hasn't even got change
After I was 25 I, that's when I broke, I lost days
Walking contradiction, poor boy but born with a posh name
But never ever forget my name, fuck, what name?
When I feel like shit, wanna slit my wrist
Selfish fuck, but that's just me
No excuse to be a dick
Just need to accept that I'm a piece of shit
Who should, and will die alone
In a shitty council home
Because my plans to become an actor failed
How did my life get so fucking derailed?
Because I'll be hung from a rope at thirty
I wanna believe I'll blow, I can dream
But it's just a fucking dream
And it's been a fucking dream since 2013
So I start to prepare, leave no note
Want every word to be heard so I keep with the slow flow
At least I'll be in a hall of fame like a G, Polo
Get the rope, get the stool, and get myself
Wanna get my some more rhymes off my chest
But fuck that shit, fuck this LP
Fuck "Take on All Comers", fuck "Resurrection", fuck that show
Fuck "The Chazer Wazer EP", fuck "Horror Stories 1 & 2"
Fuck Chazer Wazer, fuck my alter ego, fuck CP, fuck Barry and most importantly fuck you
Fuck hanging myself, give me the pills
I'm going out like Marshall in 2007 (What a good number)
No none of that shit, that's in my past
And I don't wanna talk about shit so I end the bar
Most of this shit I thought of in the car
Some days, going in to work I hope I get in a car crash
I fucking hate myself for this, I know "fans" just wanna hear a hard rap
I use the word fans in quotation marks
I'm in their rotation hard-
Ly, and I don't blame them
I know this shits fake but I'll see you in Heaven
They slide down my throat
I would ask if I died would you care? I know you won't
You might feel sad but get over it by day 4
Imagine of me being laid on the floor
OD'd, '03 - '33
Died before both my parents because I could achieve my dreams, fuck what a pussy
Well at least I made it to 30 'cause I've been thinking this shit for a while
Maybe I've been thinking about this shit since--