We Don't Eat Anymore

[Chorus: Azn
Stylez]

We don't eat anymore
We don't eat anymore
We don't eat anymore
'Cause my dad is broke
We don't eat anymore
What was all of it for?
We don't eat anymore
'Cause my dad is broke

[Bridge: Azn
Stylez]

Take it away
Take it away, Racc
Tell us why are dads are broke, yeah

[Verse 1: Raccoon
Eggs]

You heard the man
Yeah
We can't fucking eat anything
'Cause our dads are broke as shit
You wanna know what mine did last week?
He fucking went to the casino
And he blew his mortgage
All on the slot machine
Kept saying he was gonna get triple sevens
Never happened
I was there
I was standing right behind him
I'm not even allowed to be in the casino
But I was in there anyways
And I was just watching him spend my fuckin' allowance

[Verse 2: Raccoon
Eggs]

We got home and I said
"Dad, I'm hungry, can I have something to eat?"
He- He opened the freezer
And threw out one of the ice trays filled with ice cubes
And he said
"Here you go, eat this, son"
I said
"Are you fuckin' kidding me?
You think I'm gonna get a dinner out of this?
Fuck outta here, dad
You broke bitch
How about you actually go out
And y'know
Stop sitting on your ass all day
Smoking pot
And actually go get a job
And make a difference in the world
You lazy sack of shit"
And he looks back at me and says
"Son, you know I can't do that
I'm autistic"
And I said
"Then why the fuck did you have kids in the first place?"
And he said
"I wanted something to rest my feet on, you dumb bitch
Now get on the ground and crouch over"

[Bridge: Raccoon
Eggs]
Take it away Azn

[Verse 3: Azn
Stylez]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I just ate a cup of fucking dirt
From my motherfuckin' backyard (this is literally about me)
(How am I gonna do this?)
Yeah
I just ate a cup full of fucking dirt
From my motherfuckin' backyard
I'm trynna grow some fuckin' pumpkins outta my ass
Even after all this time I still wonder
Why my dad is broke
I don't know why we fuckin' eat ice all day
Don't wanna know
How much cake you're eating tonight
'Cause I— oh my god
The way I did before
I overdosed
On all this fucking dirt I ate
I'm just jam-packing it into my mouth
Ooh, it's such a shame

[Chorus: Azn
Stylez]
We don't eat anymore
We don't eat anymore
We don't eat anymore
'Cause my dad is broke
We don't eat anymore
What was all of it for?
We don't eat anymore
'Cause my dad is broke

[Bridge: Azn
Stylez]

Take it away my brother, Raccoon

[Verse 4: Raccoon
Eggs]

One day, I decided (yeah)
I'd finally had enough of his shit
And I was gonna get up off my ass
And I was gonna get a job myself
And I was gonna pay for our bills instead of him
And uh, well, I got a job at Domino's pizza
And I came home the next week
With my very own paycheck
And I felt so proud
Just the biggest of grins
Sweeping across my face
As I clutched that check in my hand
And I walked through the front door of that house
And my dad said
"Alright son, cough it up"
And I said
"What the fuck are you talking about?
This is my money"
And he said
"There's a horse race down the block
I need to bet on one of the horses, alright?
I'll win our mortgage back
That I lost at the casino"
So, foolishly, I gave him the check
And I said
"Alright, dad
This is- this is everything I've worked for in the past week
You blow this?
I'm gonna blow you
All right?
Just like I ate your ass at the car wash last week"
He says
"You got it, son"

[Verse 5: Raccoon
Eggs]

And uh, we go to the horserace
Y'know
We're in the bleachers
We're cheering them on
He bets all his money on one horse
And-and-and the-the horses come out
And we see all of them
And the one he bet on has three legs
And I turn to him and say
"You fuckin' retard
You didn't look at the horses before they came outta the stables?"
And he says
"No
I just bet on seven
'Cause seven is my lucky number"

[Verse 6: Raccoon
Eggs]

And we watch that horse
It tries to run
It just fuckin' falls over the moment they fire the gun in the air
It just f—
It's just writhing on the ground
Trying to run sideways
Not making any progress
Finally the referee comes over
And just pops a cap in the horse's head
And puts it out of its misery

[Verse 6: Azn
Stylez]

(Oh my god)
(Based on a true story)
My dad's a fuckin' dumbass
Why the fuck would you bet
On a fuckin' three-legged horse?
Yeah

[Chorus: Azn
Stylez]
We don't eat anymore
We don't eat anymore
We don't eat anymore
'Cause my dad bet on a fucking three-legged horse
Eat anymore—
What was—
We don't eat anymore
'Cause we bet on a
Disabled ass, fuckin' horse

[Outro: Azn
Stylez]
Yeah
Disabled horse
Y-yeah, yeah
We don't eat anymore