Mike's Dead - Rotten Lyrics

The cold soldier since it's Mike's Dead
Smoke a blunt with Shaggy then I kick it with Fred
Now I'm fuckin' Daphne I only give her half of me
My dick a pretty penny and she take it happily
There's no order
We skipping through the foreplay
Working so hard I haven't slept in like four days
Pick my phone up
Make a couple more plays
Coming at you harder than a porno with 4 gays
Now
I'm not a normal human being
I'm gaining superpowers from the pussy I've been eating
I'm running low on energy my power is depleting
So I'm going door to door like I'm going trick or treating
Look
I'm playin' hooky with Jesus and Moses
Two by two and then they kick me off the boatses
I don't give a fuck the waters warm I dip my toes in
Swimmin' through the six and now I'm running with my woeses

I'm rotten like an apple core
The fruits all gone but I swear you keep coming back for more
I'm rotten like an apple core (Yeah yeah yeah)
The fruits all gone but I swear you keep coming back for more

I remember 4.0's and deans list
Sleepin' in the back until that class was fuckin' deesmissed
Uou don't like my attitude, 1-800-EAT-SHIT
I'm smackin' out some sense you better hope that fuckin' weave fit
Other rappers talk about their wrist flick
I'm really soft as shit, I've been cuddling to chick flicks
You throwin' hail mary's Imma turn and hit a pick six
My family kick me out the group chat for sendin' dick pics
She keeps saying that I'm rotten
My body filling up with toxins
I wouldn't gamble with a kid like me
Said I'm rotten like the apples in your p.i.e.
Look
I said a prayer for all of my future enemies
I truly wish you well, you will never take my energy
I am Mr. Krabs you will never get the recipe
She said where's Mike? I said that fool is fuckin' dead to me

I'm rotten like an apple core
The fruits all gone but I swear you keep coming back for more
I'm rotten like an apple core (Yeah yeah yeah)
The fruits all gone but I swear you keep coming back for more