Degenerate (shitty phone version)

shitty phone recording of a song I've been working on, verse was cut for time reasons, but whatever. lyrics below. You know I like my girls Two dimensional, uh Unconventional, uh Fuck up my scheme and I pretend It was intentional, yuh your girl seems to think that I'm romantic and sensual, uh all I really want is her mouth around my genitals, yuh Another weekend comes, looks like I have been excluded From yet another party, guess I was just too stupid Guess it goes to show that I'm honestly better suited To sittin' on my bed, drinkin' lighter fluid Burp and light a match, I'm exhaling fire My clothes don't match, I'm failing at attire Like a boat on a tightrope, I'm sailing on a wire What a shitty simile, if I taught English, I'd be fired Imma make my own shit, bet your ass I'll be sellin' it Go from metal to pop to rap to punk rock, like I'm Magellan, bitch You can try to look for meaning but most of the time, I'll just be yellin' shit And as you listen forward, keep in mind, I'm a degenerate (I'm a degenerate) new verse, new rules new school, old fool wear my mask, Tokyo ghoul and yo dick? minuscule you could blame it on the alcohol or the time I got high in the mall but at some point, growth stalled and now everybody's appalled Double O 2? I prefer zero one five, bro if I say that shit in the wrong crowd I won't come out alive, tho when it comes to fake girls online, so many fights arise, yo take my advice, and don't catch yourself on the wrong side o- Kay, this is it, should be done with this shit wanna come back to mine, light up and take a hit? and listen to my stoned ass rant on about Kill La Kill and shit don't you act surprised, dude, I said I'm a degenerate