Its been hard through the day Life was like a needle in the hay you thought i was nothin, but i really am somthin yo bitch she was bluffin now she suckin woah now she suckin repeat... How TF do you dout me, you was mad at me, now you proud of me like WTF is that even supposed to mean now you runnin from yo problems sayin that you missin me, Man FUCK YOU, you no that im winning. When my dreans cone true, you wanna pop up sayin that you been through, so you wanna act like you Detective Pickachu, like i said befo man fuck you repeat chorus suffer from depression, lost in my collection, of improfection, i need a blessin, tired of agression, tired of this lesson, noem im looking at my own MF reflection.