[Chorus]

Look at these problems, you started yourself

While I sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt

And propel you to melt

So please pardon my yells

Cause my therapist says I'm too hard on myself

And I harp on the shit that you did so unwell

It exist in conditions, I’m starving to tell

Instead I stay timid, get lost in my shell

And I run a new scrimmage like Johnny Manziel

[Verse]

Bitch I quit drinking, I’m sinking in vomit I belch

And beginning to think I could opt for some help

All of my thoughts they just linger like prisoners sit in a clink

Wish I could just be more limber

Or be less distinct

Instead I yеll timber

Depressions in sync with my tеmper

That shit all grows heavy

I vent to my shrink till it’s slender as feathers

Meticulous new repetitions

I let it relinquish what I can’t remember, so tender

But what difference does it make?

With the distance that I take

I’d rather never win than try to blend in with you fakes

I spit the precious gems that descend to bottoms of lakes

You wretched fucks are asbestos, I can’t try to behave

I don’t want to spend any more time trynna debate

I’m still trynna climb the ladder up to meet my fate

As the time shatters

Rewind, won’t align all your lies with my laughter

I brine in sublime and latch onto my habits

I find when I’m manic

And 'till I go peak, all my passion is bleak

Until you all reach my new absence

Let that all read as my way of now getting complete

And redeeming the panic

This shit is no feat

It’s a means of me slamming

You hoes into granite

You hoes all go show off your glow into cameras

Instagram models, be damned if I cannot fuck

All of those filters can’t help what the damage does

Cause you’re a 6 just like digits from Canada

Business as usual, city is cancerous

Writtens I drew the truth, so much less glamorous

Can’t handle gambles, I travel from

Lands where I drag my love forward

With bags of drugs

Packing up

I’ve got a lack of trust

From all the knives in my back

I’m not backing up

Cause all these wounds make my breathing hard

Like your damn asthma does

You’ve got a bag of tricks

Well i’ve got active love

Holding raps captive

Connect them all like it’s a pack of plugs

Sold off the raps I sung

You’re all so old, but you’re acting young

Tricks are for kids

And I told 'em, I had enough

[Chorus]

Look at these problems, you started yourself

While I sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt

And propel you to melt

So please pardon my yells

Cause my therapist says I'm too hard on myself

And I harp on the shit that you did so unwell

It exist in conditions, I’m starving to tell

Instead I stay timid, get lost in my shell

And I run a new scrimmage like Johnny Manziel

Look at these problems, you started yourself

While I sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt

And propel you to melt

So please pardon my yells

Cause my therapist says I'm too hard on myself

And I harp on the shit that you did so unwell

It exist in conditions, I’m starving to tell

Instead I stay timid, get lost in my shell

And I run a new scrimmage like Johnny Manziel

[Outro]

Look at you

Look at you

You little judgmental cunt

Now bitch look at you