I thought I moved on from your pretty face last evening
My momma says sometimes you need a petty reason
This room is cold as always throughout every season
I'm sick and tired of people lying through their teeth
And since love is an illusion for the dead
I think that ill be happier if I cut off my head
I think shit is pointless tryna figure out what you said
I been waiting for ten minutes
Wondering when yo pretty ass gon pick up that phone and text me back
Yes I took the B train for bitches in Hollywood
I do what I wanna whenever I wanna should (bitch)
I'm a fucking narcissist, I hate it when you good (fuck you)
I been making moves, all my haters staying where they fucking stood
Oh you in your room? Go and bump this in your car
Look at me I'm sexy, take a look at my guitar
See me out in public better address me as a rockstar
Come and boost my ego tell me how much of a fan you are
I'm so happy, can't you see me
I'm so happy, no one sees me
I think I'm a product of someone fucked in the head
I am not a doctor but I prescribe my own meds
Constant violent trauma, so faded I'll go to bed
Time to call my girl cuz my other shawty just left
Aight
I been catching bodies
I'm on everybody's hit list
Make the purple dye
Trading like Phoenician Christmas
Bitches always talking
They ain't never fucking heard this
Turn the fucking volume up
I can see you when you bump this
And I said I said
I'm not tryna fuck around, polygamous ambitions
I need forty-seven different choppas next to forty-seven different bitches
Add between the odds and now that's ninety-four percentile sickness
I just murder rhythm like the cereal in your kitchen
I'm so happy, can't you see me
I'm so happy, no one sees me
I'm so happy, can't you see me
I'm so happy, no one sees me