Alright alright okay
I like the way this is sounding, eh, right now
But I think maybe we could do something a lil different with it
Fitz do you think maybe you could make my voice deep
Like one of those Lil Wayne tracks
Fuck
Oh God
Mama won’t buy me David Dobrik merch
No, she wont stick her sticky fingers in her purse
And if she don’t gimme money I’ma steal from church
Cause I can’t let Tiffany get the merch first
My birthday’s April 1st and I never celebrate
Cause last time I choked on a piece of cake
When I turned eight momma said I was a mistake
Didn’t really bother me though, I took it okay
Internet trolls always calling me weird
I get mad shade thrown at me by all of my peers
I’ve been a sad man for like 25 years
I’m not dabbing on my haters, I’m just hiding my tears
Zoloft, Prozac, Lexapro
All anti-depressants that I’ve tried before
I do my best to hide it but my friends all know
I live a good life, and pretend that it blows
Zoloft, Prozac, Lexapro
All anti-depressants that I’ve tried before
I do my best to hide it but my friends all know
I live a good life, and pretend that it blows
When I’m out in public, I’m always smiling, trident
But when I’m home alone my tears are flowing like a hydrant
Neighbors called the cops last night cause I was crying
Yes I’m sorry mister officer, I’ll try to be silent
Friends going to a party so I’m kind of excited
But when I asked if I could come he said I wasn’t invited
Yeah, I guess I saw it coming, you could call me a psychic
Eating Oreos and whiskey while I’m spending the night in
Jameson got me sick yo, my girlfriend wants my dick, bro
I can’t get hard for shit though, and now she’s really pissed woah
Cause I’m drunk as fuck and I’m half asleep
She’s mad at me and I’m mad at my meat
No sex tonight, nights incomplete
God what an end to a terrible week
Zoloft, Prozac, Lexapro
All anti-depressants that I’ve tried before
I do my best to hide it but my friends all know
I live a good life, and pretend that it blows
Zoloft, Prozac, Lexapro
All anti-depressants that I’ve tried before
I do my best to hide it but my friends all know
I live a good life, and pretend that it blows
Everything’s great but I still complain
I got a couple loose screws but I’m not in pain
And my heads not broken it’s just a sprain
I got a healthy body but a shitty brain
I’m good at rapping fast
But I can’t do it long
That’s why I’m rapping slow
For the rest of this song, Stevie!
Now I’m self medicating no more doctors
And I don’t need pharmaceuticals to prosper
Yeah, I do my best to hide it but I’m socially awkward
The weirder you are the more you have to offer
All of this is bullshit
Nothing means anything
All of this is bullshit
Nothing means anything
All of this is bullshit
Nothing means anything at all
All of this is bullshit
Nothing means anything
Oh, I guess it’s over
Alright, I’m going to go hate myself some more
See you guys later