Popstar!

They want me
On the stage but I dont wanna play
I been dead, got my memory erased
On that pop star shit
On that rock star shit
I ain't seen you in a bit
Why you all up on my dick

I've been controlling all my vices
It's getting hard just to be nice bitch
Why you gotta play me like this
You strum my heart like a guitar bitch
Gotta run away
To my midnight place
In my dreams, I'm safe
From the shit you play
Haven't slept in days
See your face in the rain
I got too much on my plate
So in my songs I lay
Still so sad but I'm going hard like I'm beast and the harlot
Can't trust these bitches so I grab and I said imma go lock it
These rappers can't find their own way
So they find songs just to copy
I been doing this shit on my own
Might need a label to stop me

When I get high
I close my eyes
You shed your skin
You show your lies
You know I'm right
So
Prove me wrong
I spill my guts
Without a fight

Uneasy minds they weigh
You want me on display
Just call me Gerard Way
Marching in the black parade
I wear my heart on my sleeve
Color me fatigued
From recreating my past misery

Fuck it, we famous
I turn the listens to paper
I don’t fuck with you lames anymore
You dont care when I’m achin
I don’t care when you talk shit
Your homies got me on their playlists
You cannot take credit for this
Yah
I collect the payment
A year ago I was a lame too
But now I’m a popstar
Starting a movement
Oooh
Made a new genre
Who can say that for themselves
Lil eli a rockstar
No art school degree from someone else
My bank account is the report card