Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big
Now i'm on the road and moving so i can spread my music
Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed
We're leaving the old mess and moving on to the next
Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing
Someone you love but stay focused and moving
And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad
Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track
Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit
To being a being and beating the back roads and being it
Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody
Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality
Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?
Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that
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