D.I.Y. o****** Lyrics

I've got my forty ounce,
and a system to overthrow.
Know what to worry about,
and nowhere to go.
I traded in my hope
for a hangover and a headache.
I'm contemplating rope,
but can't tie knots that great.
Who needs love? Not me!
Who needs friends? I got me!
Who needs drugs? Me!
Who needs s**? I got me!
I've got my twenty ounce,
and front row seats to the parking lot.
I'm on the corner now,
watching them make out a lot.
I'd trade in all my pain
for all your priceless pillow talk.
but I'm not too old enough,
and i think i care too much.

But who needs love? Not me!
Who needs friends? I got me!
Who needs beer? Me!
Who needs s**? I got me!