Bummer

Aye I'm actin' anti I mean, not the same as the average guy I prefer the night time cloudy days, and dark skies But I flip the script, I often ask myself why Why, why Why? I'm so focused on darker thoughts Life is better than you thought Maybe you should smile instead of feeling pulled apart, yeah Maybe I'm too introvert Maybe I'm too into it Maybe I should sell a verse F*ck, aye Honestly, I don't wanna count up chips I don't wanna be 45 & realize that I wasted it Mob around I bump my idols 1st to 5th gear swervin' out of control, yeah it's vital, huh Everybody focused on money, greed, & honeys Hate my words, feel the 808 you dummy I just try to play it cool I'd rather sit inside, than follow any rules Do I need to fix this? I don't know I'm off putting like you got rick-rolled But with this, yeah we've been known Cause I feel this in my soul You just wanna get sold I think it's time to set some goals "How the f*ck you got fans?" Truth be told I hope I don't Don't take it personal, I hate the limelight Couldn't focus at my show Little did I know, this feeling would grow I can't stop writing words like I'm Edgar Allen Poe, woah I'm abrupt, rude this we been known... (Oh, I guess that's it) It's true I know I float, I don't flow I can ride the beat Fast or slow Thanks for criticizing It can result to this violence Honestly, no hard feelings thank you for trying Aye Lying saying that you're cool with me I look forward to avoiding you Let the beat ride like it's '92 Lying saying that you're cool with me I look forward to avoiding you Let the beat ride like '92