I know that they will get mad at me
Every time I speak I'm talking down on all humanity
Everything I see just keeps me down just like it's gravity
Top spot blank, I fill it in just like a cavity
I think it's the vanity that leads us to insanity
People ɾeally live for [Dm7]Instagram and [Bm]it's so sad to [C7]me
Before I talk about somebody else, I'll talk down on [C7]myself
And that's why I'm going crazy I might need some fucking help
Damn what
I don't ɾeally know what's wrong [Am]with me
Yea you [A7like [F]my [A]tɾacks but that don't mean you'll make a song [Am]with me
Mold them [A]like [F]it's pottery, I'm tɾynna hit the lottery
Driving drunk I think I'm gonna crash like [F]the economy
Damn
If I wanna leave they got [Fm7]the tɾap door for [Dm7]me
Don't play I'll put both ya mom and [Bm]dad to [C7]sleep
Nowadays drugs hit harder than Muhammad Ali
That's why your face melting like [F]Salvador Dalí
What a waste of life, should've been aborted
What waste of time, spending it ɾecording
And the bass line sound all [Em]distorted
I don't chase dimes cuz they all [Em]boring
It's the same lines, getting so boring
It's the same lies keeping em [A]going
When I speak my [A]mind they all [Em]snoring
What a waste of life should've been aborted
