Antarctica lyrics

[Verse 1]
Damn girl, you fine as sh*t (Mwah), too bad that I wanna kill you (Oh)
f*ck your corpse dry, sell your body for a venue
Have I gone insane? I don't know, that's an issue (Uh-oh)
Let me get some tissue ain't nobody gonna miss you
Tried to be a gentleman, but all you women f*ckin' hate me (Um)
There's no reason to date me I'm too weird, I'm too crazy (Stay away)
I'm tired of you b*tches thinking why there's so much rape (Uh)
Turning n*ggas down so much, end up eatin' off the floor (Mwah)
Listen whore, what's my name?
That's not it, such a shame
b*tch I'm not the one to blame, watch your life go down the drain
Cut your clitoris in pieces, write a thesis, pain is pleasure
Such a treasure, but however what is life? Dicing bodies up?
I don't give a f*ck, life is hard enough for me
I'ma make it rough for you, and your f*cking family
Woe is me growing colder every day
Just like the winter breeze (Burr)
No other place for you but on your knees (Mwah), err

[Chorus]
You, you, made me in a monster
That sh*t does not make any sense
I don't even care anymore
You, you, made me in a monster
That sh*t does not make any sense
I don't even care anymore
[Verse 2]
Tired of being mad so much, I wanna kill a b*tch
I'm a person, not a tool, I don't need a stitch (Baby)
All my life I've been defeated, why am I still here? (I don't know)
Too weird for women, I don't need 'em, I'ma be a queer (Uh-oh)
f*ck you, kill yourself, leave me be, just like my wealth
Hidden like I'm made of stealth, death is full of mystery (Mm)
Bleed b*tch, drink bleach
Rub your pus*y with a leech
I don't feel remorse, eat your corpse, I'll just f*ck a horse
Die, b*tch, I'm colder than Russia during the winter
Sharper than any splinter, you n*ggas are just beginners
I'm crazy, I'm different, no need to say I'm trippin' (Trip)
Your anus I am rippin', like an acrobat, I'm flippin'
Oh my, God, I'm so insane, no one has these types of thoughts
Life is perfect all the time, sunny skies every day
Go away, you need some help, you're losing all your mental well
Well, give a f*ck 'bout what you think
Here's my belt, hang yourself

[Chorus]
You, you, made me in a monster
That sh*t does not make any sense
I don't even care anymore
You, you, made me in a monster
That sh*t does not make any sense
I don't even care anymore, I don't even care anymore
[Outro]
(I don't even care anymore)