Waste of Space (Explicit)-Strange U/Doctor Zygote/King Kashmere

Waste of Space - Strange U Written by：DR. Zygote/King Kashmere Yeah son these niggas ain't as wack as me Here comes the rejoice doctor Cherry disk from the bird brain Yeah yeah Keeping on wacking Well let's hurry is it 'cause I complete who you really are Who the f**k is this spitting wack flows from the diaphragm Getting pimp slapped with an iron hand Explore Venus with a small p*nis All feverish drowning out the pain pouring Eat a dick said God when I prayed Lord Satan said the same it's a popular phrase Taking L's like a brother possessed Feel the stress from another regret Watch porn never under duress Assassinator chronic masturbator Stupid to pathetic I'm an honest graduator A modest activator of frowns on all females Turn 'em off quick my dick's like a sea snail In my room drinking sh*t liquor In my school days everybody thought I was a b**ch nigga They knew I had the crap bars And all laughed pretty hard When I said I was a rap star Behold Gods practical joke Escaping life getting buzzing off a maximal tall On my own getting twisted listening to ace of base Yeah I'm a waste of space I'm a waste of space My teacher once told me I'm a waste of space Looked me up and down with the hate on his face Trying to tell a kid he's a waste of space I'm a waste of space My teacher once told me I'm a waste of space Looked me up and down with the hate on his face Trying to tell a kid he's a waste of space Drop the mic I shouldn't be holding it Inappropriate sedates crowds like an opiate ah Holy sh*t the party was raw But when I rapped everybody single filed out the door Out the door Paul Bearer gripping an earn Tried to save a stray cat but it flipped me the bird It flipped me the bird This ain't a Freddy mask this is my face I'm a loser I might try living in space Never been a popular guy I was only trying to say hi And I got rocked in the eye Never ask me how the music Is going it's going terribly I think about quitting This b**ch and go in therapy Solomon Grundy born on a monday Dead man walking surviving all gun spray Getting less respect than Mr Dangerfield The pain is real I'm still with the training wheels Behold son it's the catastrophic The old one Mr Catatonic if I'm honest In my room getting twisted listening to ace of spades Yeah I'm a waste of space I'm a waste of space My teacher once told me I'm a waste of space Looked me up and down with the hate on his face Trying to tell a kid he's a waste of space I'm a waste of space My teacher once told me I'm a waste of space Looked me up and down with the hate on his face Trying to tell a kid he's a waste of space My lord Silence I'd invite you all ladies and gents You're into a peek distance It does not compute It does not compute