[Verse]
Party just beginning, we ain’t backing down
I know that my girl been around the town
Making all these films like Scorsese
I don’t want a girlfriend, they too crazy
Everybody talking like this shit real
If it’s ‘for real’ then you can call me Will
I don’t wanna Bride since I watched Kill Bill
She ain’t had a father figure so she calls me Uncle Phil
She a fucking bomb, so I push her like I’m Kim Jong Un
I be making bands and I ain’t talking Loom
Name’s April but she was born in June
She playing games, not Mario but more like Doom
Running when I’m rapping I’m gone overlap em
Making trap music but you ain’t even trapping
I know I rhyme and flow like I’m really rapping
But I ain’t even rapping, I’m just speaking with an accent
Staring out my window on a Saturday
These people keep on talking like I care what they are gonna say
Like me and you got something special, but you threw it all away
There something bout the look you made, and when we talk it’s not the same
My life’s a movie but it’s straight to DVD
And no one cared to watch it so it never paid the fees
Cause my life is not worth nothing in the end I’m burning paper
Close to death, I let off smoke, do not inhale the vapor
Cause everyone around me seems to take in all they can
Abandoned who I was and now I call myself a man?
Suicide is not an option, take that out my plans
She said she really loves me but she’ll never hold my hand
They try to lock me up and play me like a toy
Try to knock me down and use me as a ploy
Thought I was a Jim but really I was just a Roy
Whole life I’ve been an actor, so call me Honey Boy
It’s easy, to write a whole song for someone else
I try to write for me and now my brain starts to swell
Emotions get the best of me and ruin all I got
Ego keeps on growing, man you need to know your spot
Two years in the making now I’m doing all I can
Skipping out on class, now I never go to math
Chilling like we own the place but we just here to pass
And if I fucking fail, I’ll take the pill that’s in my hand
My momma cook me dinner but I’m still stuck at my school, working on my new ambitions, hating on me isn’t cool, just a violation on the record never tell the teacher, if we make out in the toilets can we fuck under the bleachers?
Ha
Hoping that I never see her
She got me fucked up, awkward like a break-up
I fuck her once like ‘it was nice to meet ya’
Handshake, just a bunch of fucking cheaters
Uh
Shit
That’s cool man
Yeah