Sweet and Sour Sauce

Every time I get on Twitter I’m Always seeing another bitch Complaining about shit that needs To be fixed, but damn I never see Them do anything about it But all I see is y’all sitting around and Crying Listening to Billie Eillish, like Damn does she even know you exist Most of y’all talking shit It’s like every tweet I read Y’all are just fucking complaining About how y’all need some dick Or you’re tired of everybody’s shit Yeah One two three, you want me Four five six, ya hate me ‘cause you’re Done with my shit Make up yo fucking mind It’s killing me bitch Seven eight nine You’re telling me you want a cream Pie Ten eleven twelve You’re telling me to go to hell It’s like if you’re depressed you post Nothing put one artist, because they Help you get through shit But, no one gives a f*ck Ahhhh It’s one thing after another How y’all want some love, but ya Post ya body like you nothing but a Fucking slut All you do is fucking whine Next thing ya know you want me to Save the turtles, but what the f*ck Have they done for humanity Nothing bitch don’t lie to me You post nothing put ya ass on ya Instagram Then you ask me why you got a Stalker who’s an old man Then you asking why you got so Much perverts after you Uhhhh I think it’s ‘cause you post nothing But ya boobs And damn, you got a snap, ya add Everyone back, like who the f*ck was That, Just a random ass black man Can he say that Ehhh I don’t give a f*ck I can tell they don’t give a f*ck ‘cause They post on their stories like it’s a Premium Could’ve gone my whole life without Seeing their tits I think it’s fucking outrageous but Whatever It takes I guess W-wait stop Dude what’s wrong Yeah I’m done with song bro, just Gonna go home and jerk off