[Chorus]
Help
Oh, well
Everybody going up, but I'm going to hell
I don't even give a fuck what I'm doing, who cares
I be thinking that I'm nuts, but who isn't?
I stare, I stare screaming
Help
Oh, well
Everybody going up, but I'm going to hell
I don't even give a fuck what I'm doing, who cares
I be thinking that I'm nuts, but who isn't?
I stare, I stare screaming

[Verse 1]
It started on a Sunday, and I was just doing nothing but partying it up with some people I knew enough, um
I'm just looking at things
The sweaty bodies go on scheming
They be praising me, I'm dreaming
'Cause I made it now, I'm something, at least
I think I am? That's what they say I am? Not playing, man
I'm just doing everything that I fucking can
I don't even know what's just going on but they thinking
Looking at me like I am money
Shut up
And now they speaking
Fake, so I'll be
Drinking it up and then some
Hinting I'm done, they nincom-
Poops who keep talking, I'm hostage
"But sponsors?"
Paid my ransom
I'm just an artist astonished by all the offers that coming
But if I'm honest, now harder to start a fucking convo
Am I having fun? Yes, but, damn, I'm also not
Jeez, people going on and thinking that fames nothing but ducking problems
Assuming some wealth, but they summon dozens of crummy demons
They done and gon' fuck themselves as they come up screaming