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Chapter 20 - Why are you gay?

I'm stumbling, I can't see straight

And it's my fault I got this way

I got my hands on something great

And found a way to mess it all up

I did my best, I tried to change

But it's just in my DNA

I got my hands on something great

And found a way to f*ck it up again

Now I'm the one thing

You couldn't hate more

But you're the one thing

That I would die for

All my life, I was told

I was never nothing special

I don't need to be reminded of it

Every other second

'Specially when all my self-esteem's

Already shot the hell up

I'm fallin' helplessly, I'm embarrassed

And I don't want no one else to see

'Cause I feel like I'm a piece of shit

Every time she yells at me

Selfishly indeed

Definitely doesn't help that she

Makes me feel like I've died and gone to heaven

But makes life a living hell for me

She does that thing with her lip

Now she's melting me

I'm putty in her palms

I'm wrapped around her finger

A yo-yo on a string

She lets me sit there and just dangle

Until something better comes along

And she'll just drop me like a hot potato

I look like I'm in pain

But I'm okay, though

'Cause I know she loves me

My friends, what do they know?

It's like I'm drowning at sea

Hoping that you reach for me

I know you're there but I can't see

'Cause I'm so drunk off tragic endings

I'm dying to breathe

And all you do is strangle me

Such a beautiful relief

'Cause I'm so drunk off tragic endings

Drunk off tragic endings

In my moments of weakness

I openly admit this shit, I wouldn't normally

I'm extremely self-conscious

And enormously

Insecure and she uses it to torture

When she torments me

It only turns to ammunition for her

In this war

When she gets going, she don't stop

When I'm up, she's like a downer

When I found her

It was love at first encounter

Plus, somehow, she must've took the carton

Of eggs off the counter

Cracked them and placed all the shells on the ground

For me to walk on when I'm around her

But there's just something 'bout her

That makes me not able to function without her

How can I get out of it

When I don't know how to?

I'm a doubter, I'm a pessimist

Make a believer out of me

And show me the way now

Or stay the f*ck out of my cloud of rain

'Cause I'm going straight down the drain

I'm drowning

It's like I'm drowning at sea

Hoping that you reach for me

I know you're there but I can't see

'Cause I'm so drunk off tragic endings

I'm dying to breathe

And all you do is strangle me

Such a beautiful relief

'Cause I'm so drunk off tragic endings

Drunk off tragic endings

Now I'm the one thing

You couldn't hate more

But you're the one thing

That I would die for

It took a while for me to get it

But I think I've figured it out

She don't want me, she just don't wanna

See me with someone else

The idea of seeing me happy

Destroys her in itself

To see me falling to pieces

Brings her joy, brings her hell

But it annoys her to see me

Get this straight, then say "screw her"

I threw up on myself, I'm dumb sick

I'm addicted to her

She's tryna block the door

So here's how I do her

Since I'm manure, she's a sewer

This time, this piece of shit's running through her

I can see the light now, I'm running to it

What the f*ck? Should've knew it

Who would think she'd actually have the balls to do it?

As soon as I hopped in it, she doused the car with lighter fluid

She's standing there with a rag, 'bout to put the lighter to it

Lit the fucking thing on fire, then she threw it

It's like I'm drowning at sea

Hoping that you reach for me

I know you're there but I can't see

'Cause I'm so drunk off tragic endings

I'm dying to breathe

And all you do is strangle me

Such a beautiful relief

'Cause I'm so drunk off tragic endings

Drunk off tragic endings

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Feeling kinky, lip syncing to Too $hort's

Freaky tales (Biatch!)

Having creepy visions of whiskey drinking

Envisioning sneaking into where Christie Brinkley dwells

I know this is risky thinking, but I wanna stick her like she decals

But when murdering females, better pay attention to these details

Or you could be derailed

Better wear at least three layers of clothing or be in jail

If you get scratched because your DNA'll be all up under her fingernails

Man, he hears you, I don't think he cares

He gives a f*ck, even his pinky swears

Three personalities bursting outta me, please, beware

Her TV blares, can't hear the creaking stairs

She's unaware in no underwear, she's completely bare

Turns around and screams, I remember distinctly

I said "I'm here to do sink repairs"

Chop her up, put her body parts in front of Steven Avery's trailer

And leave 'em there

But, hey, man, I was framed

I know what this looks like, officers, please give me one minute

I think I can explain

I ain't murder nobody, I know these words are so nutty

But I'm just here to entertain

How come your shirt is so bloody?

There's a missing person, so what, it's nothing to do with me

I'm almost certain I was framed

Woke up, it was dawn, musta knew something was wrong

Think I'm becoming monster 'cause of the drugs that I'm on

Donald Duck's on, there's a Tonka Truck in the yard

But, dog, how the f*ck is Ivanka Trump in the trunk of my car?

Gotta get to the bottom of it, to try to solve it

Must go above and beyond

'Cause it's incumbent upon

Me, plus I feel somewhat responsible for the dumb little blonde girl

The motherfuckin' baton twirler that got dumped in the pond

Second murder with no recollection of it

Collecting newspaper articles, cutting up seconds from it

Memory's too fucked to remember, destructive temper cut my public defender's

Jugular, then stuck up in the blender

Another dismembered toddler

Discovered this winter probably

'Cause the disassembled body

Was covered up in the snow since the month of November oddly

I'm wanted for questioning

Them son of a bitches probably just wanna pin this on me

But, hey, man, I was framed

I know what this looks like, officers, please give me one minute

I think I can explain

I ain't murder nobody, I know these words are so nutty

But I'm just here to entertain

How come your shirt is so bloody?

There's a missing person, so what, it's nothing to do with me

I'm almost certain I was framed

Still on the loose, they

Spotted me inside McDonald's Tuesday

In a Toronto Blue Jays cap looking like your college roommate

With Rihanna, Lupe, Saddam Hussein, Bobby Boucher

Or was it Cool J? The cops is on a goose chase

Just escaped from the state pen, for raping eight women who hate men

Don't make it no weirder, I'm naked when I break in your basement

Under your baby's playpen, I lay in wait, adjacent facing the door remaining patient

While staying complacent, blatant

Sexual implications are continuing to get thrown

Insinuations are placed in little riddles and poems

Left on your pillow, in hopes that when you get home

You'll get the hint ho, I'm in your window

But it never occurred to me

I could describe a murder scene in a verse

And be charged with first degree

'Cause it just happened to match up perfectly

With the massacre or the Burger King burglary

No officer, you see I was framed

I know what this looks like, officers, please just give me one minute

I think I can explain

I ain't murder nobody, I know these words are so nutty

But I'm just here to entertain

How come your shirt is so bloody?

There's a missing person, so what, it's nothing to do with me

I'm almost certain I was framed

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You claim if you get knocked by the cops

You'll give 'em not even a statement

Walk in the arraignment, shoot the bailiff

Karate kick the plaintiff

Gotti with the stainless

I'll just call it shotty entertainment

If y'all was in the party gettin' faded

On molly, had the audience sedated

You wouldn't catch a body if it fainted

Probably let it fall and hit the pavement

But you'd be the first lobbyin' to claim it

Bitch, stop bein' a lame

Your hobby isn't robbery and dismemberin' body limbs

Like you was Tommy Lynn Sells

And chainsawing them in the basement

Hardly fits your job description

Ain't nobody dippin' out the back of the club like, "Oh my God, he's trippin'"

Only time you get the blade is probably with the dang lawn equipment, ain't it?

Wouldn't take a bobby pin and wave it

I need to stop bein' debated

You're still copyin', Xeroxing, I'm still coppin' a feel

Like Bill Cosby at will, popping a pill then spill Oxys in Jill's coffee

Then send her out to the hotel lobby a lil' wobbly and still groggy

This blonde fucks reprehensible misconducts, never sensible

Kiss my butt, my set of principles is gone

But 'til I get the President to respond

My pen and pencil is a missile launcher

And send it to Mitch McConnell

Just as big of a bitch as Donald

Shit's on, bruh

Let me sing this shit soprano

While I do it pizzicato

Ivanka, stiff arm her

While I'm hittin' on Melania

And this song's for all ya

'Cause nobody likes me, everybody hates me

They want me to go eat some worms (I hope you offended)

And drag my name through the mud, through the dirt

But I'ma make you eat your words (I hope you offended)

You can try to hold me down, but you better let me up

'Cause you're only gonna make things worse (I hope you offended)

'Cause I pray when I get up I'm never gonna let up

'Til everybody eats my turds

These drums and hard snares bring out the worst in me

Like Justin Ross Harris at a nursery

Goin' ham at candy yam on nanny cam

I'm gettin' handys with the Xanny Xannys in the Caddy armrest

I'm imagining objects, so I'm batting cobwebs

From a daddy longleg

In Hamtramck, got the panoramic camera

Xanax, a banana hammock and a Santa hat

I'm smellin' like a damn mechanic

With a chick that looks like Janet Jackson with a Spanish accent

Twice your age and I'm actin' half it

Grow up? Nah

Not that I know of, y'all

Basement just got a frickin' overhaul, got a stripper pole installed

Started rollin' all through those Kolonopins like a bowlin' ball

Like an overdose on twice the ratio of Propofol and go through no withdrawal

While I get fellatio and give a facial to an interracial blow-up doll, a Rachel Dolezal

You're so appalled, (Em) so's my manager

Bitch I'm amateur, f*ck a pro career

Coast is clear, but nowhere to go from here

And nobody's close, so don't compare

They ain't nowhere near, I'm way over here

My competition can't see me

'Cause I don't own a mirror

But Marshall, you are terrific, so smart and gifted

I'm so narcissistic, when I fart, I sniff it

Do a fake dab to smell my armpits with it

Your anxiety's throwin' gang signs

But I made strides with these rape lines

I'm cuttin' back on women hate crimes

Like Ray Rice when he FaceTimes

Bang, bang, bang, bang time

Dang knives to butcher them gay wives

You're gonna need sutures the same size

As the blade I push in to kaputt you when I

Pull 'em like, sleigh rides

Gotta stab a bitch at least eight times

To make it on Dateline

And I came to stake my claim like a canine

Waitin' in a buffet line

So Kellyanne Conway, I'm a really bad hombre

Come play, belly dance on me

I've been making wedding plans all day

'Cause nobody likes me, everybody hates me

They want me to go eat some worms (I hope you offended)

And drag my name through the mud, through the dirt

But I'ma make you eat your words (I hope you offended)

You can try to hold me down, but you better let me up

'Cause you're only gonna make things worse (I hope you offended)

'Cause I pray when I get up I'm never gonna let up

'Til everybody eats my turds

Eight year old with the wordplay

Girl, take this pole like a survey

Today wasn't my birthday

But I'm caked up like a dessert tray

So we're in shape

'Cause you're in a slurrin' state

I'm a 10, you're an 8

Like what I do before, after, and during rape

You wanna get into a pissin' contest and find out who's better?

And they made a fool out of what I pulled out him

R. Kelly with a full bladder

Not in high school, grad, I'm not a scholar

But I'm so cold that I'm droppin' out with my degrees

It's the same as I got in college (zero)

But nobody's hotter, you owe me my respect

I owe you nada like lodi partner, blow me

Told you I'm so dirty, homie you can throw me in some holy water

With some floaties on

And get to soakin', try to get to poke the hole in

While you hose me off, and nope I won't be washed

You hope to God I don't explode, I gotta blow this spot up, though

I got a lotta more

I won't put the sugar coating on it though

'Cause sometimes you can feel like your energy's expired

Rap's got you drained, dead tired, zapped

You feel like a wet pile of crap

But look, man, like the feds buggin' my phone, uh huh

I get why you're tapped

But you gotta get your fire back

Catch fire, get upset and fire back

Is what I tell myself

When times get bad

'Cause sometimes I might get sad

But I take the same advice I had

And tell myself like I used to tell Hailie, when life's a drag

Told her to do like her dad, don't cry, get mad

'Cause little baby powders belong in diaper bags

I'm hyper, by the time you see this side of me

I'm right in your ass

Foot up it, I stood up for the kid who had to put up with the bullies at his school (at his school)

You ain't have to have no money or go shoppin' just to cop a fuckin' attitude

Now my dough's amountin' to a mountain, it's rised too high to count it

Never asked to be rich, all I did was wish I had a dime for every time that I was doubted

But then I think about it and I'm enraged

'Cause I just figured out that if I was paid

For the time I spent to put the pen to the page

It'd be minimum wage

But it's embedded in my head, I never hunted for the bread

And what I wanted was to be the one that they was scared of

But I'm never gonna get the credit for the sweat and blood I put up in the pen

And when I'm dead I wonder will they put me on a pedestal

Or forget I was ever this incredible

I guess I better go harder than ever 'cause I'll never get

Another mothafuckin' opportunity again

To offend as many people with this I can, simply

Because, I can

'Cause nobody likes me, everybody hates me

They want me to go eat some worms (I hope you offended)

And drag my name through the mud, through the dirt

But I'ma make you eat your words (I hope you offended)

You can try to hold me down, but you better let me up

'Cause you're only gonna make things worse (I hope you offended)

'Cause I pray when I get up I'm never gonna let up

'Til everybody eats my turds

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Written by: Charles Edward Bradley, David

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