why everybody so fake why everybody love to hate why cant everybody do they own thing oh shit Thats rights you ain’t never made a mistake fuck out my face get the fuck outta my way claim that I’m better off dead might do it today just to haunt you at night cause they probably play my music bout the time I fall in my grave you know how that goes imma set the record straight right here on this tape I don’t fuck wit nobody hard to find a real motherfucker these days rather be by myself Less worries that way taking drugs to escape the pain created by the drugs I think I’m goin insane in the membrane Shawty wanna stay but it’s getting late and it’s gotten to toxic I done seen this shit blow up in my face how nostalgic the world keeps revolving around my problems I don’t complain On the day to day like these bitch made pussy boys that’s why I stays getting pussy boy kill joy fuck the world til I’m gone imma be right just tryna move on