As it seems what it seems
I'm a fucking human being
That just never gets a team
I'm just wasted like a fiend
I hate pretending that I have spirits on my mind
I wish I was a mime so I stay as behind
It doesn't work like them and I wish a good luck
I would've sold my soul for 5 off with nobody touch
Heard so many new influences and some of them suck
But its the world where we live in a life taking drugs but fuck it
I have an empty head it breaks like humpty dumpty
And I made 5 cents of it and nobody love me
Ear catching production with no word I don't want no fucking lunatics to ask for instrumentals only if you want a beat and that shit just want to hurt me
I'm a UwU OwO boy that's standing on the underground with no frown. Move around from the 210 town and get famous from a bound

Say fuck fame that shit is just a game
I wish I never feel your pain
I hate my rap name so much
I hate this monotone shit with no melody on the back
No creativity and no sound on the pack
I don't blow up on this shit
Fuck the industry's shift
It's useless and dead
Gotta water my plants
And don't get advanced on that shit
Would've fell off by now