FML

[Verse]
I told them, "Bring it to the top"
I wanna go see what you got
I know, it's something that you not
Stop tryna pretend that you're hot
I take myself right out the box
I stretch my arms for the shot
I reach my arms out far
Is you gon' do it, or not?
I need to know it, bad
I don't even know you the best, uh
You don't need to throw it back
I don't even feel it right in my chest, uh
Copy the things I said
Why don't you follow the things I said?
Make me feel real sad
Ain't wanna feel that
Why don't you go and feel that
I told my brother, "I'll see you back"
I told my bitch, "I'm built like a Chad"
You built like a chud, ain't built like a Chad
I'ma tell my bitch I'm rad
I'ma leave that boy there, dead
I'm poison myself with lead
That's how I said I'm killing myself
I'm tired of living in hell
Tired, I can't even be myself
I'm tired of living in this body
I gotta face it, well
Switch it up every time, they can't tell
Every time I speak, casting a spell
I'ma go touch down, like NFL
Keep making me laugh, I R.O.F.L
Yeah, like, bitch, I L.O.L
And this like F.M.L
I'll dial it up, like AOL
I'll dial you up, better hit my cell
It's getting hot if you touch that shell
And, I warned you once, no more
Walk outside, gotta tuck my tail
I didn't even go hit that floor