(Intro)

[Verse 1]
Started out in third grade
Curling up acting all scared man I was afraid
Had to grow up quickly then go move away
Jennifer Garner going thirteen on that thirty
I was 7 when my parents split up
I told them imma live my life before I fuck this shit up
I said I wanna go and handle it before I sign up
And then they gave it right away I didn’t wanna give up
Yeah I'm from right
Where they love you till they go and then hate you
I give my all everyday, but still they here ungrateful
I'm where they love to shame you
And then my parents were unstable
There were nights I wasn’t able
To put nothing on the table
Went to sleep my stomach painful
I could murder for a bagel
And the phone line got disabled
I could really use an angel
A release from all this anger
I could really use an angel
Where is Goku with the halo
I could really use an angel
I told em imma sit in my room
And just not give any fucks
Then my mom just said I want four dimes
And then some more bucks
I told her if she keeps on doing this
I’ll self and destruct
And she asked if I came in regular
But I came in deluxe, I told her
[Bridge]
I just wanted you momma
Pick up and call my phone that's what I want from you momma
Sick, crying, and turning blue, look what you caused right here momma
Abusing, you had me lying, who even were you then momma
I’m doing it all carefully mom you did it terribly
I'm gone need some clarity
You said you need some charity
Mom you did it warily, Max, yeah you a parody, no mother fucking rarity, uh
Why are you like this
Talk and act like this damn it, there ain't no parity
So why do I need all of this mother fucking therapy, damn!

[Verse 2]
I can never get it fucka you know I’m the man
I’m just sitting here at lunch it’s only me ain’t got no clan
I’m just chillin here it’s me, I have the world right in my hands
And I ain’t some mother fucker that wanna get right in your pants yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch yeah I’m angry I’m furious
You with him? That’s hilarious
Confused man, I’m delirious
I didn’t do it, she oblivious
Wanna know, man I’m curious
Last girl, she precarious
But why you gon take that shit serious
First time in my life that I went and then needed zo
Leading to depression
And the real ass shit I can’t control
Sitting down, vomiting, I don’t even know now tho
It still ain’t gon stop me from recording
Producing audio
And then some girls came in
And said I did it man it’s horrible
You a pedofile now bitch and everybody think
You nautical
Gotta switch my ego call an Audible
Is it real or not is it plausible
Then you left me it’s logical
Climbing some obstacles
Don’t get it fucker it’s highly improbable
I be right here, living methodical
You be right there, hurt in a hospital
Why you gotta go ahead
And be talking all of this shit and
Then gonna go and vandalize while you criticize
And I catalyze and you traumatize and I civilize then...
You sucking a popsicle
Yeah all of this, all of this comical
Yeah man I’m fucking phenomenal
Don’t be acting like
You were there
Then you went, left, and
Came to my phone then came to my home
And said that I dissed you in my brand new song
That fucking debut mix-tape
Realized you made a mis-take
And your emotions couldn’t e-scape
While the adderall wouldn’t be-have
I went and told you that you need some help
I wanna do what’s best for us and best for myself, oh
Yeah it’s selfish, but
Everybody really selfless
I be like...
[Bridge]
What you really doing boy
Left your girl two years ago I ask when’s the wedding boy
Why you even bother, I don’t care about her telling boy
I say it’s irrelevant, It’s fucking worth forgetting boy
This the fucking turning point, when I cool down the boiling point
Barely treading water man, they say that this your ending point
My life is more productive than rolling weed and selling joints
Not sorry that you disappoint, cause I just made a case in point
You so fucking dumb you might fucking need a PowerPoint
And I just made this song because I fucking hit my breaking point!

[Verse 3]
I can’t get it fucka
Ex girl she a sucka
I don’t even get a chance to rebuttal
Oh You think you funny
Weekend at party
I took it first
Now you the worst
Spitting fast and then I’m rhyming slow
And I can’t ever get it and then fucking go and then
I told all the people
That they fucking evil and I’m m
Ready for a part two, this the sequel
Everybody, everybody
Go and cop a body
Hurting other people you not even sorry
Getting kinda foggy, you be high on molly
Shit is getting sloppy, running to your mommy
He said okay while I’m in disarray
And I don’t even know what the fuck else to say
And I look at the coffin, I grab the bouquet
And I stare at what’s left of this fucking decay
You killed him
You fucking killed him
Blood on my hands but man I didn’t mean to kill him
Please don’t take to me to jail
I’ve gotten that mail, and I’m looking all pale and I'm
Gonna live, how I’m gon Live, and I go
Say I didn’t do it man yeah it’s bona fide
Committed suicide and now I’m petrified
And now I testify that I ain’t getting by
And now this homocide that they identified
Is gon' be haunting me until the day I die I can’t ever be
Fucking dignified because my fucking murder be-came
Justified and now my brain’s mother fucking occupied
And now my life is mother fucking mortified and now I can’t
File a fucking complaint or a restraint
Cause I was shot mother fucking dead
Take that vest off, put that gun down and just fucking aim for the head bitch
[Outro (Recited lyrics from Logic's "Gang Related")]

Get down or lay down
Hit ya with the Beretta, you better stay down
Stray shots on the playground
Livin' how I'm livin' with the life that I'm given
Anybody that’s ridin' with me, I’m ridin' with 'em
Show me the enemy, and I'ma hit 'em
The second I bit 'em, I get 'em
And hit 'em with the venom
Ain’t no need to pretend I'ma never do it
I knew it, already been through it
I do it for the street, for the fam, for the life
Anybody that's gang related