(Intro)

Oh hey man

You ever think

Cause everyone close all just drops off

Like one by one

You ever think

It might be you?

Yeah man

I think it’s you

Shit, whatever

Listen to this

(Hook)

Watch me as i’m rapping in the vocal booth fella

I ain’t gotta name drop this when you know it’s you fella

The clock done struck the time that you know the truth fella

And this goes to the rest that done showed their true colours fella

(Verse 1)

Simon says we gotta use some common sense fella

Folks stick around until you toss away your meds fella

Treated like a king and throw it back in all their faces, well I

Woulda taken care when faced with the last one of my mates (damn)

This a game that everybody wanna play

Till they ain’t come through for you just like they did back in the day

Why you try stand out in life when all those fashions aren’t stating

May lightning knock me sideways now if that ain’t the case man

Yeah that’s right sweetie, you just tell yourself I fucked up

When the lemons life done gave you simply clouded up your judgement

Just go home and blaze up again, write another fan fiction

Is that me selling out or is that me standing in the kitchen? (haha)

(Hook)

Watch me as i’m rapping in the vocal booth fella

I ain’t gotta name drop this when you know it’s you fella

The clock done struck the time that you know the truth fella

This goes to the rest that done showed their true colours fella

(Verse 2)

Simon says I gotta cock it back and reload

At them hipsters and the misfits, goth kids and the emos

They go out and think they’re dope and take them Tiktok videos

But I don’t take no shit from young fellas wearing dickey bows

Dyed hair and the lip studs, with a steel ring through their dicks

But I done rose up out the dumps, with my back to those companions

They been rendered dead and gone with my old bow and arrow

Till they see the steps you taking and then bow to the holy pharoah

Ten toes down, man I know a lot of clowns

Come in different shapes and sizes but they share the common ground

Take your balls on a platter, pull your soul up out your mouth

But then turn their backs and run when it comes to helping out (oh well)

Tell me what happens when the rest come to their senses

When they find out you ain’t shit but just a misfit in the census

Just a rotting carcass that even vultures take a pass on

Cause your homies drop like flies, so you’re left there like Mufasa’s son

(Hook)

Watch me as i’m rapping in the vocal booth fella

I ain’t gotta name drop this when you know it’s you fella

The clock done struck the time that you know the truth fella

This goes to the rest that done showed their true colours fella

(Verse 3)

Simon says why the need for hostility

Telling me that it’s my fault is a thing you gotta riddle me

Simon says you gotta take responsibility

But with that rigid mindset man that ain’t a possibility

Simon says I gotta stop, these bars are killing me

Simon says

Simon says fuck this, I’m outta here

Haha

Bye man