Unimportant Moronic - SYBYR

Go die, like my other self

He ain’t coming back, I don’t give a fuckin' hell

Thirty thousand borderlands, bitch, enjoy the game

Here nor there, there nor here, the ashes still remain

I don’t reflect on the sad, cold days where life just shit on my face

Still out of place, you gotta rap about Xans to leave this place

Ayy, taking another like any other 'til I’m sitting here to contemplate

Fortunately, anytime I breathe might be the last of me

Hah-hah, woah, woah (Right? I’m fuckin' right)

Woah, so this is what it’s like when you’re dead

Holy shit, ayy

I spent like four years to craft some bullshit fucking sound of mine (Woah,

woah, yeah, yeah)

How the fuck you feel when you are leaking out your fucking mind?

(Uh-huh, yeah, yeah)

I remember when I wanted everything at 17 (Woah, woah)

Tryna be a lyricist but lyrics wasn’t fucking me (Huh, huh, no, no, no)

I don’t like when niggas know my fucking name (Nah)

Can’t erase the past, what a damn shame (Nah, aye)

Keep my fucking name out your mouth, leave my life frame (Nah, uh)

Struggle while I die, fade away into your fucking brains (Uh, uh)

'Ringe boy turn the fucking noise up (Turn it)

Don’t ever get your goddamn hopes up (Never)

Dead now, leave it all to rest now

Never was the best, still motherfucking profound (Profound)