HOLYHELLHESAFIRESTARTER

Yo
"CUTEBOY"
Yardi know what it is
Ayo

Caught up in an endless loop
Been feelin' this way since a youth
In anything I do
Happiness to me is a forbidden fruit
Everyone laugh at the fool
First breath of the day I lose
Chillin' on the couches send my mind into a drowning pool
It's bodies over bodies where I'm at
Try to save a couple racks
And save my mental state while It's in shambles listen
This world's no doubt got me fucked up
So when anything come my way I just run huh tough luck
I feel no love
So what the fuck am I supposed to do when someone show it to me
They probably lyin'
Better curve 'em (ah nope)
Before they get the satisfaction of doin' it to me (not gonna do it to me this time)
I'm feelin' like 4-Tay I'm stayin' sucka free
But how can I blur those lines when everyone got a camera up to they eyes
Like really should I up and go
I can't stay off my phone
Humanity these days is just like seven billion Truman Shows
Can't escape this new fate yo
PDA make the gun blow
Everywhere I go I'm just reminded that I'm all alone
Waitin' in the crib bitch I'm on the attack
And that's when October Third comes back to haunt yo ass

Van Damme
It's just like I cant escape it you know (that's some bullshit man)
October Third (uh huh)
August First (always)
And February Fourteenth too (can't forget about that one nope nope)
Oh it's love season again
Hmm I think Imma just cut myself off from everyone
And start fires in the mothafuckin' studio (yep pyromaniac yeah)
It's "CUTEBOY" bitch (that's what's up)

Holy hell he's a fire starter
To stop me you cannot bother
I'll slide to Tuxedo in my 'Rolla and bag a rich man's daughter
Hah fat chance of that shit ever happenin'
Been stuck in this place for too long and now I'm trapped again
A young man the system's rigged against me
Good luck pullin' a woman if you ain't got a Bentley (broke boy)
You got self respect they not fuckin' with it either (toxic)
Maybe I'll just stay home and get lit off the reefer (that sounds like a good idea)
Put on Mac and Devin Go To High School I'm cool
Motherfuckers snappin' online I just laugh and pass 'em by (stupid)
And bro's actin' like a feminist in her comments (come on you guys period blood is sacred)
Like shut the fuck up yo she's not gon' let you hit bro (I'm 6'4" by the way)
Is life worth livin' relationships worth pursuin'
Will I ever see the day a woman unironically calls me baby (nope)
I'm just chillin' at the crib kickin' shit like Pat Swayze
I'm the one Jesus forgot not even religion can save me it's "CUTEBOY"

Yeah I'm so fucked up right now
Oh you thought I was done
Listen
Will I ever be happy again
A question I ponder too much
But does it matter then
Dark times are upon us
Can't forget the major blow that caused this shit to happen
I'm tryin' to change jealous boy like John Lennon
Pull up to her man's house with sticks out
Scopin' through the back end
Then I come back in a new whip like what happened
She say oh nah "CUTEBOY" my mans was shot dead
And I'm suspectin' it's foul play like my name was Audrey
Hop in the aforementioned 'Rolla and in the night we gone ride on
Cause y'all know what they say about a shoulder to cry on
You feel me