You got a hundred million reasons,
Why your soul if fucking worthless.
You can count your problems on the sides of a quarter.
They include an extra crease in your sweat pants,
And having to talk to people much poorer.
I’m surviving on water, Ramen, and Spaghetti.
You won’t eat it if it’s not gourmet.
Must feel great to feel so fucking special,
When every single thing goes your way.
I’ll tell you what man I’m sick of complaining,
‘Cause right now it’s actually making me sick.
And I need cash if I want to see a doctor,
So if you pay you can eat my gourmet dick.

Sports car kids rollin up flashing bling,
But they never worked to pay for a thing.
Mom and Dad always have them covered,
‘Cause they’re CEO’s with castles in the suburbs.
I’m stuck renting a room in a basement,
Furnished with apathy and paying my rent.
Go to work so I can pay my bills,
The microwave provides all my hot meals.
Fuck all those rich kids and fuck all their money,
Fuck all your parents and all you rich honeys.
All you Trust-Fund Yuppies can go to hell,
It’d make me feel better if you just hang yourself.

If you’re a rich kid baby then
HANG YOURSELF
If you’re a Trust-Fund baby then
HANG YOURSELF
Tie some gold your dick then
HANG YOURSELF
Get your Mac Book Pro then
HANG YOURSELF
YouTube “How to tie a Noose” then
HANG YOURSELF
Find the most expensive rope then
HANG YOURSELF
Drive up to your Dad’s Loft then
HANG YOURSELF
Get your PhD then
HANG YOURSELF
Take a couple private lessons then
HANG YOURSELF
In the middle of a party just
HANG YOURSELF
Make like a disco ball and just
HANG YOURSELF
JUST HANG YOURSELF
JUST HANG YOURSELF
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