Lost Marys & Lobotomys

Cosmere's in the bottom, he's cut off by geology Nobody wants to see my size, well, nobody wants I am so tired of this, messing with this all day, my best Everybody knows I'm a motherfucker sitting at the door like George Santos What the f*ck is that? Faggots in the air, faggots in the sky Dissing with their dreams all day, all night, but they're gonna go to hell as soon as they die Nobody gives a f*ck about their lives, everybody in the limelight wanna be happy I just wanna be sad and depressed, cos all I got is Cosmere's in the bottom, he's all I could ask for Under this discomfort, everybody wants to be me Cosmere's in the bottom, he's sat in my house on fireplace I don't give a f*ck, f*ck you do I need it more than you could ever imagine Need it, need it more than you could ever imagine Cooking it, burn the hell down, crystals in the garden Smoking marijuana and butted on it Can't have meat on the stove, can't have meat in my mouth Oh, oh It's the best day ever, I am drinking rose, hey Cosmere's in the bottom, he's all I ever dreamed of Everybody needs me now, everybody loves me, please Cosmere's in the bottom, he's never gonna ask me all of this Everybody wants to be me, to me Everybody wants to be me, to me, to me Helped this bitch on hardwood floor, gave me 10s across the board Everybody knows my face, face Face gonna never be planned, I can tell you if I'm wrong You so ugly, that's so wild Everybody knows who fakes it, bitch I can test me, test me, bitch You could never do it at the abortion clinic, failed abortion Everybody knows I'm working on my style Beauty like a Met Gala, nobody can test the dollars I got dollars, dollars I got fucking dollars