Fill my body up with toxins
Lil b-, talking isn’t an option
I pretend to be hard on this s-
But I everyday pray that this s-
Gets a little easier instead
I think I have it good
Though I wish to be better
I’m calling my father, I’m calling my mother
I feel like I’m screaming to an empty void
Boy? is that who I am?
That’s not who I am
Uh uh
Think I’m killing it, hostily
Write my lyrics, record flawlessly
Don’t need anyone to tell me how to live my life
Wish someone in my life cared for me
Honestly, I can’t be me. (hey, Mylo, stay low.)
Honestly? I’m too scared to be. (Mylo?)
I believed what was routine
Would make me feel good
As I pull down her jeans
And I make her feel good
Then I’m taking my leave
Thinking when’s the next time I see
When I’m not puttin it in
When I’m not feelin her skin
Thinkin of every sin
Living so ignorant
I don’t like to pretend
I’m a raw dog menace
And you are the witness
I got a big boy flow
I’m on top of a throne
Can’t beat me
I’m bad to the bone
I’m a sweet boy
Can you smell my cologne?
I sing and rap and I do all those good things
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