This is a song about "I can t sing"

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

Back to times square...i got dimes here

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

I dont sing on beats, i rap about violence.

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

Sing my song, i drink alone cus i'm my own

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

Sing along, like a mother i think that i better high-

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

I heard you said you wasn’t a bitch because you sing

They say tvd can´t rap but they are handicapped,

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last