Ask me. Do you give a fuck? No. (Why are you running? Why are you running?) Why are you running When it's not to late To start prepping your body For my dinner plate Stepping up to my spot Like you can't escape From your predetermined path to being everything you hate A Nazi, a hypocrite, a bourgeoisie A tiny fuckboy oedipus Togepi I grab my epididymus and give it a squeeze (I don't give a fuck) I don't give a fuck about the color of your skin Unless I'm wearing it The backhand I give your kids They deserving it Your grandmamma's next of kin She'll get over it The head I got in a bin I'll be dunkin' it (I don't give a fuck) I don't give a fuck about the color of your skin Unless I'm wearing it The backhand I give your kids They deserving it Your grandmamma's next of kin She'll get over it (Now that's not a very nice thing to say young man. I think you should learn some manners) Keep guilt tripping me I'll live with no regrets I'll fuck up your whole day To buy a Lotteria set You say that you have changed But I'm willing to bet If I hit up your DMs You'll be running to my bed In 3,2,1 I'm taking all the bodies out my basement Face it They're better of laying on the pavement with no faces I'm a vagrant I'll take your baby's milk and I'll lace it With cyanide and a toxic agent They won't make it past their own enslavement I do this shit for entertainment Stab my eyes for amazement Mass murder's taking place And you cannot contain it Might as well embrace it Cause the fact is that hackin' and slashin' Is our vacation Harvesting all my hearts from the homeless When you're on my menu I'll order you boneless And pick your meat from my teeth with a cutlass Oh, sorry, excuse me but Miss I noticed that you left your man sad and penny-less A shell of his former self with no cojones I'll do you one better and I'll cave his brains in Or bury him alive and leave him suffocating Then dig him back up and carve his face in Set him aflame We can watch him flail Cuddle on his ashes and go to jail Send each other severed toes through the mail Fall in love through the bloodshed we trailed Sell smack and shivs just to post our bail Find a house with our kids that's for sale Live until we grow old and our hearts fail Dead.

Fuck it I don't wanna go online anymore I'm grinding and memeing But it's rotting me to the core Posting all my photos on my Instagram Getting likes from randos but I don't give a damn I want more than 50 fuckin' likes I know you see em' too Just hit the fuckin' like To post to your timezone I only share at night Like incognito mode I'm staying out of sight I just think I might quit this all together Just like Game of Thrones It doesn't get no better Just like stalking exes makes me wish I never met her Just like Dark Souls I wanna be a trend setter Just like status updates I perfect it to the letter I know it shouldn't even matter but I love it Because digital confirmation is the only thing I covet But it's virtual incarceration and I gotta be above it But I can't. Can't I can't fight it Or override it I see you scoping out my feed Don't even try to hide it Some food for thought Just take a look around Cause phones are not the answer to life's problems Like tequila shots I'm screaming fuck the haters And content aggregators If you think your caption is so goddamn clever Take a fucking dive down an elevator Damn

I just told my mama to flex And buy an Imax ticket To see Ben Affleck try his damn best And I bought a diamond necklace with no Groupon I'mma give to my ex with the tag on She's a strong, independent woman. She deserves the best. (ONE MORE THING) Wu said cash rules everything around me I think cash knows everything about me Like what subway sandwich did I buy today Or where I wanna go on my holidays I make like 3 mil a month But that's before taxes, I'll still buy your lunch We'll hit up the chipotle double rice and beans Get a side of guacamole for Omega 3s Just make sure you spot me on dinner though cause that's pretty expensive No turning up on a Saturday I'm busy putting money in my 401k No turning up on a Saturday I'm busy putting money in my 4 My 401k Yeah Live frugal Live organic

(A corpse should be left alone) 안녕하세요 여러분 저는 트래비스 입니다 안녕하세요 준비 됐어? Skatin' downtown around Shinhan bank Got a fistful of won A deposit to make Shins are fucked up Got blood on my face Fuck you to a pig Cause I'm high off the chase Straight edge 'till I die But I die every day Split me down the middle Hang me on display God damn it Guts hit the floor Nail them to the door (Hey hey) Air out my lungs Life's such a chore (Hey hey) Guts hit the floor Nail them to the door (Hey hey) Air out my lungs Life's such a chore (Hey) I got a big problem with the world today Solar rays stabbing the ozone Sweatshop blood on my iPhone Assault rifles for teachers to shoot the killers in the bleachers And the rich don't give a shit I just wanna live on an island with a nosering cutie that I wanna die with Who am I Who am I Identity Crisis 찜질방찜질방 I don't know who's side you're on Communist communist You're the only girl I miss Politics politics Thinking of your face Makes me fuckin' sick

I'm going worldwide to fuck your bitch She’s comin' on by to watch Lilo and Stitch So at first chance, take off your pants I got sweats for you, they’re comfier just don't go playin that Mumford and Sons So let’s get down to business To defeat the huns I’m talkin' Mulan shit man Is she a Disney princess Or some some fuckin' Asian hitman I don't know I don't think I ever even saw it, though But I did see the toy story trilogy And that shit's even more trill than me I don’t have anything else left to write But that's alright Because this new groove is tight (Tighter than Dae-Su Oh slurping up Squid!) Yo fuck In-n-out shakes Cause they're too thick Gun for me, better name the date Cause I'm too rich with cholesterol enough to make a vitamin sick feeling diabetic but my ego's fantastic cause I dropped acid every day of the week quick fix hate automatic guns but I wanna be John Wick Lola Bunny nibble on my carrot tip Said I'm smokin' it, slangin' it Still broke and crippled Banksy my degree so its value will be tripled Never bend the knee to a man that's bred to swindle Sick of vulgar ads So I'm watching porno on my kindle Fuck Oceans 8 No Damon, No Clooney But five sevens, two ones, and a motherfuckin' 3 Don't @ me No wait please do I need another follower to make it past 2 Bitch NPH pick a date, I'll make you straight Guy Fieri pick a date, I'll bake a cake Sorry Cosby, didn't mean to complicate But I think you diddled my Jello pop in '98 So we’ll set you straight like a circus clown spinning a plate Or a conversion therapy inmate It's not a bad thing Not a backwards nemo It's the upswing Like that jackass Steve-o after rehab But before chemo So just sit on my facebook page Watch Ru Pauls drag race Nick Cage Isn't in that show But he's in a lot of movies Prolly eatin' sushi Off them Hollywood booties But I digress Come watch a chick flick Just don't wear that dress You got a body like a toothpick Now accept the absurdity When it comes to women I Respect And Protect Eternally

Trade serenity for the golden piece I got one shot I’m distrubin’ the peace Trade serentity for the golden piece I got one shot You’ll be feelin’ the heat Making friends disappear that’s my favorite trick Stand back, I’m strapped With a backpack full of bricks Lego kits, I’m done living like a kid No shit, I’m like Sterling with the quips Banana clip, I’m hunting down the president Listen to his heart race like a fitbit Flex it, I’ve been working on my deadlifts Snap city risk - I’m tryna keep my back fit Never really know when someone wants to stab it Savage tryna stick me for my cabbage Hit ya with three plagues Make my day, return the slab, bitch I’d smoke an eighth a day, if I had it To take the pain away I’m on some sad shit Ratchet, never snort the Crank Unless I’m working high fashion Wrists so thin but I punch like Falcon Trade serenity for the golden piece I got one shot I’m distrubin’ the peace Trade serentity for the golden piece I got one shot You’ll be feelin’ the heat Jesus looks at me and he feels like Did I spawn the devil or a white knight? Is he from another lit dimension? Immaculate conception? I don’t know man, but this shit is tight Right smack dab in the spotlight Fuck the curtain, the day just became night Your wrongs move just ain’t right When you spot me droppin’ a nuke On your knife-fight It’s alright, love the bomb, it won’t bite See what happens when I put paper to graphite? Hear how I spit this shit like it was my birthright? Hold tight, keep your minds open, I’m soul searchin’ This might burn my windpipe But I can’t get the peace of mind Till the time I’m Allfather of grace and rhyme I’ll Unwind when I’m blind in one eye (When I’m blind in one eye) Trade serenity for the golden piece I got one shot I’m distrubin’ the peace Trade serentity for the golden piece I got one shot You’ll be feelin’ the heat

I swear I'll never step outside I’ll jot a note down Listen life turns on a dime Who's in control now I’ll calm down when my mad's maxed out Witness the pain I'm only spitting facts now No one's to blame When I’m twitching in the crack house Kurt and Bourdain All my heroes give in to the pain C’mon take your bets What'll break next My spirit or my brain I keep stressing really made a mess of things I tried my best but I haven't even talked to my mom It's been a few months I used to have a calico cat Until I gave her up Quiet moments I swear I can't handle it The voices get louder The more I try to smother it Skeleton on display No way to cover it Halfway across the world I thought I’d get better A tiger never changes its stripes A bird its feathers I can’t fight This cyclical psycho-cynicism No, I won’t bite I know this faux-pseudo optimism Wrap myself up With a bow and a noose knot Fuck a clean coffin Toss me into a used plot Who’s got the number for the dude that shot Tupac I’m goin’ full Hunter Sniff the ether, smoke the reefer You’ll be hearing a gunshot Maybe not Somebody finish this job before me My millennial-mind is lazy and Perceptions of my life are hazy It’s crazy maybe my friends will go Leave me coughing blood on the Senate floor Betrayal and gore When I reach Heaven’s door I’ll curse the man who said my hurt was growth I’ll curse the man Free will is a sick joke I’ll curse the man Love and hate, it can’t be both I can’t fight This cyclical psycho-cynicism No, I won’t bite I know this faux-pseudo optimism I went for a walk outside To feel the sunshine Peer between the trees And glow behind the skyline Winter stole the leaves away It didn’t matter I stayed until the sun sank Beneath the water Happiness feels like a dream An apparition The days I laughed till I cried Feel like a fiction Thought I could endure it all but I couldn’t The only solace I have left etched on a bullet