From the Cut - SYBYR

Uh, first things first I’m from PG

Weirdos get put in the cut, Evidently

First, one to break out like bad acne

Excuse me, while you call me a pain like a bad knee

I told myself I wouldn’t fit in this shit

Look around and back at me with all this anger, and dip

Back in the closet like a bitch who never have anyway

Stabbing themselves a couple times so all their matters can stay

Blood all over the floor, where the tampons go?

Burning houses to the ground, we’re going camping today

Fuck manners, you don’t understand what I have to say

Anyway, make money, stab a bitch with a blade, Ok

I had enough of this «mac nigga», for one track

Still can’t rap, putting words together with the match

Always thoughts about stabbing bitches and suicide

You can’t rap Prince George with that

Too bad, I wish I had a similar story

Instead of fucked-up minds of opposite glory

Adore me, like a bad trip ignore me

I’m just a different kind of nigga in your world bitch

Can’t blame me, look at this mess I want a syringe

Put minds to death or for theft

Unimportant little shit, never claimed your the best

Breaking necks by the barrel, make a terrible death

You need some therapist?

Mac is not a lyricist

Making petty bars?

sit down, drink ya' medicine

I thought honesty was the best policy you can shake

Hypocritical, faggot fuckers, turn around as I say, see, smell

Touch the taste guess I’m full of the shit

Never cool inside the school, cause the kids were a bitch

Rejection was my best friend, always sucking my dick

Then depression came along, God damn she was thick

Never had a fucking friend until I started making beats

All you fuckers fake, and you carry a disease

Nevermind me I’m sick as can be

Born In VA, Raised in MD

Never had a fucking friend until I started making beats

All you fuckers fake, and you carry a disease

Nevermind me I’m sick as can be

Born In VA, Raised in MD