First World Problems

[Verse 1: Mikill Pane] Oh brother, my life's full of drama I'm tryna stay calm, in spite of all the karma Justice can't see, I reckon she needs some glasses She just punishes me, instead of the evil cunts This is the type of blues that men can only get in the first world I'm kind of used to ending up in bed with the worst girls I wouldn't suggest that every chick has made my life terrible But all the best were definitely raging bisexuals I can't explain the feeling of believing that she'd need this When the cunt that pain competes with doesn't even have a penis If we could try a threesome, it would seem to ease the hardest part There is no I in team but there is me in a menage-à-trois I'm pretty sure I'll never use that clever line again Because the women that they dump me for never like men Whatever I did to earn such luck Made my sex life shit as 2 Girls 2 Cup [Hook: Newton Faulkner] I've got so much to lose Oh, I've got so far to fall Too many choices to make And making choices takes it toll I've got troubles to fake Got no real troubles at all Nobody wants to relate Keep faking problems till the dawn [Verse 2: Mikill Pane] I've got too many problems in my pitiful life I probably never solve em dissing women all night I should start by telling Nike I plan to send shoes back Cause there's no space in my 2-bedroom flat Life is all a drag, all the selecting made me mental Do I light a normal fag or do I press to make it menthol? I can't recall the countries that I've been to, after all I've traveled more than somebody that cheats at basketball I signed a label deal, but I'm lazy so I'm wishing That they'd stop letting me be myself and make my own decisions For instance, I'm back to self-release an EP now But I couldn't think of a name that you could easily pronounce M-I-K-I-L-L's Mic-ill Say my name right, I'm stressing, I might kill I bet you still think it's Mick-ill, but I've enlightened you so much I'm paying bigger electricity bills [Hook: Newton Faulkner] [Bridge: Newton Faulkner & Mikill Pane] I've taken all that I can take And now it's cluttering my hole I used to wait for private days Now I'm not bothering at all And I've seen the error of my ways I've seen much worse on Channel 4 And Lady Luck left me amazed Read me a curse, then slammed the door [Hook: Newton Faulkner x2]