Origins lyrics

[Intro]
All right kids, enough of this fag talk for right now. I'm going to tell you how I started rapping. You’re going to be very interested in this, so sit down and shut the f*ck up. Although I will still be talking about fags

[Verse 1]
I beat up some people and took all their money
These people want fentanyl. That is so funny
I blow up some buildings when I am so devious
Stay in the shadows, I keep it mysterious
All of these pussies can't get on my level
I'm causing some chaos, becoming the devil
I’m sick of the gays always causing some problems
I'll slice em and dice em while at the Bahamas
I'll play with my balls and I'll tickle my taint
Bring me your money cause you gonna pay
I'll pull up to the block with a brand new buggy
Fat stacks in my hand and a b*tch if I'm lucky
I'm losing my mind and I'm going so mental
I hop on a plane and I go to Sacramento
I think it’s time to tell you how I started
All of this sh*t and how I got retarded

[Verse 2]
Started in my room, with a simple song
I was trying hard but it was going wrong
I was losing hope. What should I do?
It was only then that I’d try something new
I turned on my mic and I started to moan
Make all these noises, like I'm on the phone
I added some lyrics, and they were so weird
But I didn’t think about how it'd appear
I was so angry at someone from work
She made me furious, I went berserk
I let out my anger and put it online
And Chromosome Peak had come straight to life
Moving from there, I made some more songs
Like Roast Beef and Ham, those ones are bops
And then I made ones that would get me in jail
Scare up the devil and send me to hell
[Verse 3]
My marital status has always been straight
Despite all the gay sh*t I occasionally say
These people, for years, have always been jealous
Of the b*tches I get with my gold and diamond necklace
I kept making music despite all this time
Of going to school and committing some crimes
My music improved and I stayed on the scene
Some of my best came from 2023
And that was the year of the rizz and passion
None of my music went to monetary fashion
But then on from there, there was something occurring
On all of my songs and I had to start learning
You might not have noticed, but it was repetitive
All that I want is to just be competitive
So I'll pick up the mic and I'll make some more tunes
But this time around It’ll be without the dudes

[Verse 4]
On my ninth album, everything was gay
It worked out for that, but everything had changed
I want some difference, if I am to stay
Changed up the formula. Got back to play
I made a call to a few of my friends
I said to come over and hop on the ends
I'll give them a mic and allow them to spit
Record the lines and then make me a hit
If I were honest, I like this a lot
We talk about things like molesting a bot
But then we got started on our hatred for fags
We turned in the music and made a few bags
I looked at my mic and I had an idea
I'll make an album on this whole idea
Where fags are the issue and I'll encourage some violence
We'll keep up the order and maintain some silence
[Verse 5]
I'm tired of people always telling me no
Whenever I feel like I need to go blow
I take all the women to the back of the building
And I let them slobber down on my pole when I'm c*mming
I think it's clear that I'm making a difference
I tell all the guys that they better keep distance
All you stupid fags had better run away
Cause the politicians now aren't ever turning gay
I made a few tweaks to the laws of the world
Forever and ever, you must bang a girl
Now it is time to continue my songs
I'll bust out the phone and I'll make some more calls
I head to the east and I walk around China
I get myself laid from a girl's vagina
Take up the offer and I go to her house
Ruling the realm and I conquer her mouth

[Verse 6]
I'm a big boy. Taking out a decoy
Here's my di*k, ladies. Take it all at one time
I'm so freaky. Let me suck your pinky
One in the pinky, two in the stinky
I'm so famous. Let me touch your anus
Such sweet steak, I think I might call it angus
Before I go, you should know I rule it all now
No more fags, straight sex I will allow
[Outro]
OH! THAT WAS STRAIGHT FIRE ON THE TRACK, MAN! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
But I mean it, no more fag sex. You hear me? You're done. You're done