'D rather die, she said, then go to work Righteous You're gonna do both, but when I'm alone with you I feel so dope, Righteous I feel so chic, when I'm alone with you I feel so fiendish Righteous I watch you sell from the streets But, when I'm alone with you, I feel so cheap Righteous But I'd rather give up, then feel, acceptable Now there's cum on the floor and I hate myself I hope this goes away But I know it won't I see her in you I feel so good, and it feels alright Now the black chicks and brown chicks afraid of my whiteness I've said it all before but they still can't tell that there's cum on the floor and I hate myself, I hope this goes away I'm on the floor from the weight of my belt I never had a culture, no, I raised myself And if god is a woman then I'm going to hell I hope this goes away