Over It Lyrics

They said I couldn't do it, they said I was stupid

Now look where I am

I've sifted through shit and I've drifted away

This wasn't my plan

I don't give a fuck about your chains, whips, jewels or your bands

I am a force to be reckoned with, no I will not make amends

You've chosen your path, don't try to ask me for forgiveness again

There's nothing you can do or say to make me believe that we've become friends I'm Done with the drama, your toxic ideas of gaslighting me

You're a rotten disease to the T, quit projecting petty bullshit on me

Why the fuck does everyone around me always act like they fucking know me? News Flash; I am not your homie

You don't like my personality? Then blow me

I won't change for a fucking person, I'm a stick to me and what I know

You better try to mind your business or go home

This cookie-cutter bullshit is growing so old

Yo,

Better back the fuck up, I'm about to blow up

I'm mad at everyone, ain't no sense of fun

I won't change for you or your fucking son

It's at times like this I wish I had my gun

So I could Pop

Find me in a hearse

Hanging from a tree suffocating or even worse

Offing myself is an option that I won't consider

My mom didn't raise no damn quitter

Maybe it's just depression

I won't let it take over me

Let me make a confession

I'm a misanthrope, crucify me

I'm my own fucking weapon I won't let them walk over me

And I'm-a break these transgressions If you don't like it, then blow me

They said I couldn't do it, they said I was stupid

I guess that I am

I've sifted through shit and my minds gone AWOL

That wasn't the plan

I don't give a fuck about your chains, whips, jewels or your bands I am a force to be Reckoned with, no I will not be your friend

I'm so over this bullshit, please let me find my way I'm so done with your bullshit, I can't Even think straight

Everybody says I'm cold-hearted, hard-headed yeah that's me I'm a menace to society, Don't laugh about me

I don't take shit lightly, I'm an asshole

The only thots I fuck are Latina women and fat hoes Yup

The thing that's replaced my heart is a Black Hole, yup I'm overly addicted to the cash Flow, yup

You wanna criticize, because of these sicko rhymes? Go ahead and try to label me as an Asshole, yup

I'm a fucking loser, I'm a troglodyte

I'm a sinner hiding from the fucking light

It's three in the morning, at my mirror speaking to the devil in tongues every night

Emotionless and dead, that's the road I'm on

Fifth of Jack, couple handles of patron

Swisher sweets, couple O's and a bong

Smith and Wesson 9 millimeter to my dome

They said I couldn't do it, they said I was stupid

I guess that I am

No I will not be you friend