[Verse 1]
Is there a remedy for living on the street?
To get a kick out of life, I need to eat
Using music to flow the throw of crisis
Never talk unless I'm stepping on a beat
Whether it's a story or whether it be real
Whether I buy heroin or I buy a meal
When I'm writing lyrics, my music isn't like this
But let me break into the chorus to tell you what I feel
[Hook]
f*ck origin stories
f*ck having a past
f*ck living a life
I'll f*ck a turkey's ass
[Bridge]
Haha, some gay sh*t
When you're homeless, you gotta not be a faggot
That's how a n*gga gets killed, weak-ass motherf*cker
Sniffs, ah
When I need to keep my di*k warm, I put it in a foul ass
Get it? "Fowl"
[Verse 2]
Turkey on the mic', let me show you how I do it
Spitting over music, let me walk you through it
Moving out of Russia, moving into Africa
I'ma f*ck a n*gga-ass for sure
Lick a black-ball-sack, ball-bag, gooch-flap
Let me show you c*nts how I make cash
f*ck a man in the ass until he f*cks me back
Gay men like to repay the favour (That doesn't even rhyme)
[Hook]
f*ck origin stories
f*ck having a past
f*ck living a life
I'll f*ck a turkey's ass
[Verse 3]
I've been bent over by fourteen different males
It was very painful
Try shoving fourteen carrots up your ass at once
Yeah, it was a bit like that
I'ma nut a bell-end, but try and keep it sexual
I don't want to be hit again, daddy
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, daddy
I'll put my dress back on (You're damn right)
[Bridge]
Sobbing and sniffling
[Hook]
f*ck origin stories
f*ck having a past
f*ck living a life
I'll f*ck a turkey's ass
f*ck origin stories
f*ck having a past
f*ck living a life
I'll f*ck a turkey's ass
[Outro]
We came from f*ck out of nowhere, uh, for no goddamn reason and if you don't like it, we're very sorry for that inconvenience