[Intro]
Why are we here?
Why are we here?
Why are we here?
Why are we here?
[?]
Got soul
Number one
[?]

[Verse]
Yo, come on, why are we here? I'm so depressed
My life is a fucking mess
I don't even know where the fuck to begin
Yo, but I'ma tell y'all how it's gon' end
You might just sit back and OD
Off acid rap 'cause you a hip hop junkie
I am, too, my mama was, too
Michelle was, too, Obama was, too
And that makes six, I add another six
But if I put another six, get your crucifix
Wait a minute, that shit didn't add up to six
What the fuck am I talking about? Grits
No green eggs and ham fix
Girls on my phone send me nasty flicks
How'd you get this number? Why you send that pic?
Where they do that at? That's called banana split
This shit just gets keep getting
Just sick just shit this
This shit just keeps getting sick
[Segue]
I can't do this no more, man