MR. PERFECT Lyrics

I'm 21 now but it don't matter

My life been the same, I don't go out and

I say what it is, I don't like chatter

Been chasing the cake but I need batter

I try to be nice but it don't work out

You lie to my face but it don't hurt now

I'm racing around hope I don't burnout

You way too concerned with your new pronouns

That's it, that's it

Been different since the last bitch

Tried to complicate and then undermine

But I sliced whatever she stitched

My brain is changed and I carry weight

But I play whatever I'm dished

No altercations or drama statements

Now how the fuck can I miss?

It's time that I face

That everything changes

Nobody's taking my place

Until I got mud on my grave

And I don't feel safe

Until there's a star on my name

I need to be one of the greats

We wrestle with pain but no

We're not the same

I'm in the making

God ain't a thing

I am forsaken

Pardon my statements

What you wanna say about me

Maybe that I left you

Maybe that I lied about

The fact that I respect you

Maybe that I'm busy trying to live my own life

While you're out here with your titties out

And wishing that I kept you

I admit it I need help

But I'd rather be sending my demons back to hell

But I'd rather be ready to drop it any minute

When the party is finished and I am all by myself

God damnit I'm trying to be something you're not

I don't like shit so I don't wanna talk

Buddy I don't really wanna play the games

I don't know the rules and I don't plan to change

I spend every dollar that I make on education

You spend every dollar living in imagination

I diss everybody I ain't ever picking favorites

You too fake to comprehend that money isn't greatness

I stay on the low I never try to poke my head out

When a bitch open her mouth about me then I get lead out

I can't ever let the disrespect define me when the pen out

But I promise you that every line I write is getting sent out (now it's-)

Now it's time for the bullshit again

Talk to me nice so I don't need revenge

Pass me advice and I'll torment your friends

Killed 'em all twice but I think it's the end

It's time that I face

That everything changes

Nobody's taking my place

Until I got mud on my grave

And I don't feel safe

Until there's a star on my name

I need to be one of the greats

We wrestle with pain but no

We're not the same

I don't have patience

I'm in the making

God ain't a thing

But I'm still forsaken

See they don't want things to be real

They don't want labels

They don't wanna how the fuck it feels

To be left on the table

Me, I don't want dreams to be killed

Making me unstable

Knowing damn well that I never would chill

But I pray that I'm able

I think that my Cain is approaching me slowly

Look at my face

I shepherd the people when I'm feeling lonely

That's a mistake

God damnit I try to have hidden emotions

In the pictures I paint (fuck what you see)

But lately it feels like I'm out in open

And I cannot escape

"The thing you don't know about me is that I'm fucking crazy"