Sex For Breakfast

[Intro] I’ll bite your soul And you’ll like it We’re having sex for breakfast [Bridge] Drag me through the mud Never good enough I been off the drugs So depressed and stuff Never good enough Never good enough Never Drag me through the mud Never good enough I been off the drugs So depressed and stuff Never good enough Never good enough Never [Verse] Timmy turner wished for burners and designer clothes Just another nigga caught up in these capitalistic holes Falling to the system Told you take it on your toes Predisposed to privilege prevalent in your foes They say rap won’t sell unless you’re punning gun bars Grabbed the lead and held your sun for hostage Shooting for the stars Who the f*ck gone tell me the value I put up in my art Like it didn’t save my life and yours on numerous occasions Was so lost Found my purpose through the pages They think I make this fire cause I like blazing You’re partially right, I do need my medicine for this sickness that I’m facing The type of illness leave your whole body quaking She shaking I, gave her that disaster dick Now you would think she own me How she always ask for shit And if I can’t provide Because my eyes are preoccupied upon the prize In a matter of time she’ll say goodbye [Outro] I’ll bite your soul And you’ll like it We’re having sex for breakfast