| I’m sick but I already told you that once
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| That blood you saw last time wasn’t fake it’s real I do my own stunts
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| That gun had bullets I just got lucky I play Russian roulette for fun
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| That knife was trash I got it replaced it didn’t cut deep it was too blunt
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| That girls still here she’s sucking my dick I might of been wrong she may be
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| the one
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| We’re not in love but in 2021 I’m going to let her have my son
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| So we can post and fake happy while our real lives come undone
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| And stay home and watch re-runs
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| But I don’t want your sympathy
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| Fuck your help!
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| Everyone’s and expert on everyone else except their fucking selves
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| Last time that I made a song I left a lot of shit on that shelf
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| Cuz I know you’re too weak to hear the truth or care about how I felt
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| And oh hi comment section
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| Did you know your words describe you and not me and bounce back
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| Cuz in life we project our insecurities on people we wish we could be
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| While blinded by the fact that we’re our own biggest and worst enemies
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| Yeah you don’t know me, you knew me
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| You thought Joker was a joke that shits my life this ain’t no movie
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| You torment me and abuse me
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| Haunt me, chase me and amuse me
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| I’m at war inside my mind
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| My Ops are black they hide at night
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| Like I’m playing Call Of Duty
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| I’m depressed but cancel culture causes me to say that loosely
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| Why do you judge if you’re not Judy
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| You ain’t my friend you’re dead to me after what you’ve done I feel like uzi
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| I’m done dealing with these groupies
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| When they see me they sea food I feel like sushi
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| Oh it’s funny right cuz it’s not happening to you
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| I wear a size 13 men’s there’s no damn way you could walk in my shoes
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| Take this pain and do what I do
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| While making songs that people use
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| To get through shit I can’t get through
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| While they laugh, hate, destroy, and constantly ridicule
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| You guys are pitiful
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| You take my words and you twist them that’s why I don’t want to do interviews
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| I told my mom I was suicidal and she cried and then screamed what the hell has
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| got into you
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| I don’t know mom
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| Maybe those people who laugh, hate, spin the truth and pray you fail and once
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| you do
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| HA HA HA HA HA
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| They start kicking you
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| FUCK
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| They tried to put try me in a hospital bed
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| Diagnose me and stuff me with meds
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| All it ever did was fuck up my head
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| They anti-depress you until you’re depressed again
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| And then you depend on the pills that made you independent
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| What a shame
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| I’m stuck in a cycle
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| I’m the hero, villain, traitor and somebody else’s idol
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| I make songs about my broken heart and about The Bible
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| If you feel depressed or wanna kill yourself I’m not liable
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| Let me clarify and get this straight
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| I make songs that no one else can make
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| That millions love cuz they relate
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| Then get half the recognition but twice the hate
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| Then reinvest and do it all again
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| At a quicker speed than anyone driving in my lane
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| Then I smile and wave
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| Work and slave
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| Talk to my fans everyday
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| While you troll and only take breaks to take a shit or masturbate
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| Then claim my life’s a piece of cake
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| Like you could somehow do it even though we know you wouldn’t
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| Cause you’re to God damn afraid
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| Don’t even join my circus this time I’m not in the mood
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| Go listen to that mainstream music or whatever you friends think is cool
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| I’ll sit here and play the fool, while you drool
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| And drown inside my tears that fill Olympic pools
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| Even Michael Phelps couldn’t endure
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| Furthermore
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| I’m tired of drinking and waking up on the floor
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| Tired of living a life I cannot afford
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| Tired of living my life for people who never saw me as equal who hate me and
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| just try to ignore
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| No more
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| It’s war
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| I’m evening this score
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| Killing everyone that walks through that doors
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| And tells me I need wings to soar
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| So let me take the knife and gun and stop pointing them at myself
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| I’ve hurt enough it’s time for you to feel it along everyone else
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| Society needs sobriety
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| We put people down for notoriety
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| Love in public but destroy them privately
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| Adding creating anxiety
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| Then we want love and don’t get it oh the irony
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| This was a poem I wrote in my diary
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| Fighting demons deep inside of me
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| I feel alone yet I’m constantly fighting for privacy
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| Seeking truth while everyone I know lies to me
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| It’s ironic cuz people who knew me the best didn’t support me until I finally
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| made it
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| Now they wanna fake it and act like they love me when I know they don’t even
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| like me
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| You aint slick
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| I remember the day dude fucked my bitch
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| I remember rejection after rejection and going home wanting to slit my wrist
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| I remember that coach who said I wasn’t shit then took my fucking scholarship
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| And all those kids who used to bully me just cuz I didn’t fit in
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| How does it feel
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| When you see me now
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| They say if you’re alone and fall it doesn’t make a sound
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| What goes up must come down
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| Unless…
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| You get a knife and cut a smile so you never frown |