Misfit

I have the world by my hands, but shit like this never ends So I gotta stay clear of the past and make this shit ever last Misfit baby You're a misfit I'm a misfit I don't even know what I'm fucking doing With my life, with my friends, with fucking anything So confused at the moment Uh uh yeah, what Uh uh yeah, what Bitch Freestyle to it Huh, I'm a misfit Get your wrist hit Don't f*ck with me You're a bitch Like what I don't f*ck with bitches I don't f*ck with hoes But baby, we can f*ck on the down low Like, huh I don't even know if you're really worth the trouble Ive been going through so much fucking struggle Trying to keep you, trying to keep you texting me back But, huh Yeah Huh, uh, uh I'll take you out to the woods and bury you alive Ay, ay I'm having the time of my fucking life Ay, ay, ay, ay No, no I don't want you back I don't want you back I don't want you back There's a crazy little thing going on in my brain And I'm going fucking insane Yeah Uh, uh Bitch, I feel lost Uh, I feel stuck Don't know what to do Don't know what to say I don't know which way Which way to go huh Which way to stay huh I don't even know I don't even know Trying to, trying to huh You need to tell me You need to tell me Trying to tell me You're trying to tell me I can't hear you I can't hear you Calling on my phone I don't even know if you need fucking help Uh, you're telling me so much about yourself Uh, uh, uh, uh Do I even care Huh, are you gonna be the one I don't even know Like, mm, yeah With your thick bum That ass is fat Yeah, yeah, yeah Like, yeah, yeah Oh, yeah, like, yeah, yeah Oh, yeah, I'm a misfit You get your wrist hit Yeah, like, yeah, like, yeah, like, yeah I'm a misfit, you get your wrist hit Yeah, like, yeah, like, yeah, like, yeah I'm a misfit, you'll get your wrist hit Uh, no I don't even know If my friend's even feeling me on the low Like, what? I just feel like they just don't even fucking like, care like, you know what I mean Like, it's just... Do they even want to be around me? Do I even want to be near them, matter of fact Yeah. Fancy leaving your mate out on New Year's Eve. I'm not even talking to anyone this New Year's Eve 2020 was fucking shit. I hope 2021's a little bit better. Probably not Need a fucking sweater. Because it's like that type of sweater weather The seasonal fucking depression really got to me. Yeah. Yeah I'm a misft I don't even know how to express myself in the song. That's how much I just feel... just lost