132’45’ 1 to the 3 to 2 to the 4 45’s knocking at door what a joke whore whore whore 123 4 45’s knocking at your door all because of a whore whore whore Ik you might get bored or my slured speech I hate to preach but this song may aswell be a hate speech you were a blood sucking leach and I hate to preach but you are one big blood sucking fucking leach and one day I hope that I won’t preach about how much I hate beach because of that night on the beach that we never seemed to reach I really said breach like breacher she really just said I really think I need a preacher or a breacher I said I might be a preacher but I was down in a rut couldn’t wake myself up to make it to my confident strut that I use to use to get out of ruts your starting to pain my guts all Because you were a slut and I wish i couldn’t cut myself and I hope me myself and I can make it out of this alive I wish I wouldn’t cut but this rut brings be down to my knees I can’t smoke g’s without feeling a cold sea breeze It almost makes me wheeze even though it’s just the sea breeze that didn’t help to ease the amount of G’s that I’ve been smoking sink piss just as high as I was hopeing I’ve been smoking thinking about her because maybe I was hoping that your heart would fill mine with ease I really hope that I do talk in my sleep and all I can do is think people want you to do better till it’s you in her sweater I hope I really haven’t broken our tethers I really wish I had have sent you letters now that I’m better but it’s no longer me in your sweater so I guess I snapped the tethers I hate to preach but you should drink some bleach because all you seem to do is leach off a dealer because she is a stealer he’s over 18 and a dealer and you don’t think your a scab? Bitch you probably got crabs you 14 wtf is up with these modern day whores all becoming a bore