| The plot thickens, I’m lost drinkin' this hard liquor
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| I’m trynna put together pieces of this cropped picture
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| I wrote this record with my finger in a fog mirror
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| And as soon as I was honest then it got clearer
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| They say I talk about anxiety too much
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| But sobriety’s too tough and I can’t hide it when I’m drunk
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| They say I talk about the pressure way too often
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| I was walkin' on the beach and found my message in a bottle
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| My head was full of sorrow and my centerpiece was hollow
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| I look happy on the surface but what’s underneath the potholes
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| It’s not that easy just to change if I wanted to
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| When I maybe responsible for the pain that you all been through
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| I’ve been basically walkin' across the plank with no socks or shoes
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| But I hope you know I love you by the way that I talk to you
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| Cause, the good days can turn into bad days
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| And the bad days make it hard to have faith
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| I’m a fu-u-uck up
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| And I hate that I am this way
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| I’m a lowlife
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| I use a mask to disguise my pain
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| I’m a douchebag
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| I blame you cause I won’t blame myself
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| I’m a reject
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| But I’m honest and I need your help
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| I’m a fu-u-uck up
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| And I hate that I am this way
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| I’m a lowlife
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| I use a mask to disguise my pain
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| I’m a douchebag
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| I blame you cause I won’t blame myself
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| I’m a reject
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| But I’m honest and I need your help
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| I swear I need your help
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| I know the truth, it still as hard to face the music
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| Therefore I drink and light a smoke then the combination ruthless
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| You only see my scars but there’s a lot of scrapes and bruises
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| I got what it takes to do this, I can’t tolerate just losin'
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| I’m jumping over all the cracks on the sidewalk
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| I’m being honest, I’m not like these other rappers you follow
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| Got one hand on the rifle, the other hand on the Bible
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| I live my best life today cause it won’t happen tomorrow
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| Been on the cusp of insanity
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| How the fuck is this happenin'?
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| All a sudden I’m successful, gettin' money and travelin'
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| With my mother and my father and my beautiful wify
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| I got my team and my day-ones, so fuck you, you don’t like it
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| Bitch, I’m busy being me, I’m never followin' these trends
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| I guess me being a reject is just part of who I am
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| Damn right, I’m a fuck up
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| Fuck yeah, I’m a lowlife
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| I’d rather be the person I am than live your life
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| I’m a fu-u-uck up
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| And I love that I am this way
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| I’m a lowlife
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| But it’s fine, all be okay
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| I’m a douchebag
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| But I’m learnin' how to love myself
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| I’m a reject
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| It’s okay, I hate everyone else
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| I’m a fu-u-uck up
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| And I love that I am this way
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| I’m a lowlife
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| But it’s fine, all be okay
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| I’m a douchebag
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| But I’m learnin' how to love myself
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| I’m a reject
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| It’s okay, I hate everyone else
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| I hate everyone else |