[Verse 1: PACKGOD]
I said fuck 2020 man we all had enough of it
I was getting up in life now I'm back on my budget shit
I was getting up for work now I can't find a fucking shift
I'm squeezing on to sanity but that shit's slipping out my grip
We going through hard times
Where the fuck's the guidelines
It was just junior year now look I'm an alumni
Now I'm eighteen getting tossed through quarantines
I'm seeing scars a bit too deep to be filled in with fucking vaccines
Who knew so much fear could be seen in a year
You can't cry wildfires they evaporate tears
I've seen wars on the streets
I've seen wars on Twitter
I see people talk stupid then stupid people get triggerеd
Here's to all of the working fathеrs and all of the working mommas
When you get your stimulus check but nobody's checking on ya
And you dealing with the drama while you fighting for your lives
It was a thirteen hour line and they all out of PS5s
It's a Warzone they teabagging, my Zoom call it started lagging
My teachers tell me I'm slacking, my wholiness turn to fractions
And I'm dealing with all this crap and I ain't got no toilet paper
But we keep putting in the labor while getting shit on by these mayors
And I'm missing all of my friends but I'll just have to see them later
I just stay up here in my room on my best behavior
And I'm stressing about my college debt I know it's all a scam
Fuck your standardized tests man it's all just part of the plan
Of who going to be living that dream who living that nine to five life
So many masks I'm forgetting what a smile's like
I said RIP to Kobe I said RIP to Von
I said RIP to Nate What the fuck been going on
I said RIP to George I said RIP to Bree
I've been saying RIP so much I don't know what it means
I said "ayo 2020 man you need to backoff"
We moving to the future time to take this fucking mask off
[Verse 2: PACKGOD]
Bombs falling mom's calling buildings burning no one's learning
Every single fucking day is just another day of hurting
I said screw all this shit bitch I'm done I'm moving on
I said fuck 2020 now I'm on to '21
I think we better than this
But they ain't ready for this
Politicians really trying to be telling me shit
But they ain't smelling my shit
They said don't worry it's gonna get better than this
People be selling that shit
So I go takeover all of the time in this bitch
365 now my shit
I just stole all of that bitch
Don't care about your politics we going bounce of this shit
Regain the confidence reform the competence
Fill in the hollowness you cannot stop this shit
Now we on top of this fuck the apocalypse respread the opulence
Recall the ambulance rebirth the ambience smoke all the cannabis
Still stuck in calculus makes me feel blasphemous
DC the Zoom call because I just ain't having it
I'm screaming for this shit why the fuck they say I'm choking
Why the fuck granny's shop getting closed when Walmart staying open
Twelve months chop it up serve it back as rotten minced meat
Now I'm pissed off 2020 boy you better keep your six feet