Infamy

I'm not tryna reach infamy But I know you got it in for me I don't need sympathy I'm dead to put it simply Summer but it feels like snow Loose change and rolled up note White lines are all you know there ain't no place like home Summer but it feels like snow Loose change and rolled up note White lines are all you know there ain't no place like home I'm not tryna reach infamy But I know you got it in for me I don't need sympathy I'm dead to put it simply I'm not tryna reach infamy But I know you got it in for me I don't need sympathy I'm dead to put it simply