Dumb is my name

Bet you feel the same

Do you ever feel like, your lyrics are lame

You better shut up, respect your name

I know you and me bro, we can be the same

Live in the same house, with equal fame

Fight through the battle in the storm and the rain

Now there is fame that we can easily gain, yeah

Going through hard times since the age of nine

Parents telling me to watch for the signs of the times

I was home schooled I couldn't draw a straight line

I know I still can't but I think that is fine

But look at me now I'm doing pretty nice

I got right here with almost zero advice

I will always drop bangers you don't have to ask twice, no

I don't have much money so I am poor

A big nice car is what I can't afford

When I use headphones they usually have cords

I don't have money for a big nice Ford

I'll get on my knees, and lets talk to the lord, now

The fam that I have is really trash

Sometimes I feel my world just burning to ash

Bad memories of my childhood go through my mind like a flash

The only thing that comforts me is potatoes that are mashed

I'm not good with money but my mom's good with trash, yeah