Chesspnoi - Prima Donna

Depot call it crack, I take caffeine pills, boots in the barracks stack bills vent about fat bills
Young troops date women who eating fat pills quack still
Wonder how much food their stomach can fill, gas will, your money that will
I met type a men who flex, bitches ranting fits on the internet
Stories on social media before they chill
Men fuckfaces, women duckfaces ewww
I been placed in numerous positions able to make crack deals
Men with power who don't abuse it on a whole new field
Humble-filled don't brag about being real Holy-Field, ear slowly healed
Gimmee all that tea about politics, might keep my lips sealed
I'm not a bitch, would have argued about going to Jacksonville

You Fiend control, wished you did an SDA on a depot
You did us wrong-we-stalked-your-credentials
We also know things that could really hurt you
You're the kind of prima donna we never wanna deal with
Bragged to young folks that you got me relieved
From U-7-6, you still preaching it, you can eat a dick
You're a little Bitch; you're a Narcissist
Burning all your bridges

I don't chase ribbons, I don't chase awards
Or that reputation trying to be known as smart
People who brag how dick and knowledgeable they are
Golf clap and gift them with dildos and Christmas cards
But don't forget every narcissist we come across
Those turtlehead inches we all need to butt floss
What we been exposed to it the aint the same
But I'm amazed how arrogant dicks fiend the fame
We're not impressed with type a men
I consider emotional pussies
Trying to push me because they pushy
You think you're educated, I got better perspective
You can't respect, think you're above God, that what they all said

You Fiend control, wished you did an SDA on a depot
You did us wrong-we-stalked-your-credentials
We also know things that could really hurt you
You're the kind of prima donna we never wanna deal with
Bragged to young folks that you got me relieved
From U-7-6, you still preaching it, you can eat a dick
You're a little Bitch; you're a Narcissist
Burning all your bridges

You brag a lot on the only (2) MOS's you got
Unit History not too hot
Assigned to easy fleet units; convenient way to get smart
Yeah, you deployed; but I'm surprised you wasn't shot
Talking down on everybody like you way above
Nobody cares about your knowledge and how you got it
Your approach, just stop it, your grammar is not flawless
You think we degenerates, you illiterate, we all saw it
Named after Christ, you despised how you were named
So you nicknamed yourself after
Somebody's fucking wife
Trying to sound like you that bad ass
Friend of Walter White
Only thing you breaking bad
Is going off high into the right
Mind of a God body of Frog
Talk to everybody like you way above the Lord
Think you good at teaching, we get nothing out of it but bored
You got a High GT score think you're the only girl who' smart
And I don't brag that nobody is on my level
I'm not forty-three years old
And still keep his profile pic his childhood studio photo
Oh, and you killing us dead
On that story about how you got your secondary MOS
Bragging about everybody you spoon-fed
Like you the only guy with that special ed

You Fiend control, wished you did an SDA on a depot
You did us wrong-we-stalked-your-credentials
We also know things that could really hurt you
You're the kind of prima donna we never wanna deal with
Bragged to young folks that you got me relieved
From U-7-6, you still preaching it, you can eat a dick
You're a little Bitch; you're a Narcissist
Burning all your bridges

Written by:
ERROL IAN AVE ACOSTA, GORAN NOVAKOVIC

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