Excuse me while I touch myself There's no one out here to feel, so i felt myself Either you deal or get dealt whats left And all these niggas spitting and it still ain't wet
[Verse 1: Audra The Rapper]
Pardon my penetration, linguistic ejaculation Speculation is encouraged Voyeurism to the voyage makes it more elating Contemplated all the ways to get my rocks off Grind till i get that nut, Fuck is up- I tried to told yall im the fuck whatsup SO put away all them horseshoes, pick up them whore shoes Cause your luck is up, enoughs enough I tried to be cool --(moan)-- fuck it! I even tried to be you But that won't working out So Ima show you what this hurts about The worst is out Im deading all the worthless, yea im murking now So decompose what i composed within this composition Pops went missing So i blame this ratchetness on daddy issues
[Hook: Audra The Rapper] So excuse me while i touch myself (moans) Excuse me while i touch myself Theres no one out here to feel so i felt myself Either you deal or get dealt whats left All these niggas spitting and it still ain't wet
[Verse 2: Audra The Rapper]
Wait… I know what you think in them thoughts--How She go hard, she soft, thick in them shorts No remorse how she left that corpse laying on the chorus This the second coming in time for the second verse Hope it hurts, like it hurts to see All these niggas on my screen no diversity Feeding they lines to thicken the plot It ain't nourishing, i dont encourage it I just state it, wait up, im here to save em I be that heroin on Heroin The black kid on acid The butt of they jokes on coke All this to say that im dope, so toke! Take a wiff of it, go head and let your niggas hit Apparently vulgarity's the only way they hearing this
[Bridge: Audra The Rapper]
But my prop is the mind Cocked like a nine, just like Pow Pow I'm throwing the line, hoping to find something realer than I I'm going for mine, my moment in time I-I-I opened my mind, I'm groping your mind Pay me no mind when i touch myself