It's a sad story, to see all you fools hanging your dirty laundry Putting it to public, sharing it amongst you, in a bid to commit defamation Then we have them weirdos, whom we call stalkers, they be looking for information Post after post is a never ending cycle It's like you make yourself go viral (haha) While I'm sitting here, at the comfort of my home, With a smile on my face, as I pity them all May i suggest, them to hit their head, hit it hard onto the wall And it's no secret fact, the moment you hang it all, i lost my respect Time for you to go, pack your bag, say your goodbye and never come back