I don't want to do anything
Tomorrow, tomorrow
I don’t want to do anything
Tomorrow, tomorrow
But f**k!
F**k!
F**k!
Yo, Stoney!
Stoney Bologne!
Coming back at you
Yo, Obama!
Ungh, growing up sucks
I got 300 bucks in my bank, I'm f**ked
My friends are all dead
And the fake friends that I have think I'm f**ked in the head
I had to throw away my jeans
Because I got so f**king fat, my pants, they busted at the seams
Osteoporosis
Colonoscopy avoidin’, my a** is covered in ointment
I got two crappy little kids
I'm wiping one of their a**es while the other one sh*ts
Reminiscing on better days
When so many babes loved me I couldn't remember their names
Nah, it couldn't be
'Cause you moved back to Cali in 2003
I remember the day you left
There comes a time in everyone's life
Where they take a seat and say, “I wish I was 9 again”
'Cause I don't want to do anything
There comes a time in everyone’s life
Where they take a seat and say, “I wish I was 9 again”
’Cause I don't want to do anything
I wish that I was young again
Nine years old, back when sh*t was kinda fun again
Things were very different
When I was sitting on the floor eating candy in the kitchen
But now I got a job
I got bills, a wife, and a motherf**king dog
That’s right, she brought home a motherf**king dog
When she knows that I'm allergic to a motherf**king dog
No way, you know what? I think we need a break
This whole f**king marriage might have been a mistake
You never, you never even want to f**k at all
You just want chores done and lawns mowed
Then grab a tissue, take your shoes
And pack your sh*t up, I won’t miss you
Well, that's just how it goes
You grow old, you die, and then you rot with the hoes
But I just wanna know
What happens when you die? Is there God? Is he dope?
There comes a time in everyone's life
Where they take a seat and say “I wish I was 9 again”
Cause I don't want to do anything
There comes a-