Cleo's Calligraphy

Man fuck you You such a fucking hypocrite Lying to yourself and the homies And I know that you phony And them acting skills is leaving you lonely How you full of all that shit Yet you always feel hungry A starving artist Working day and night for attention Crazy how your life could change fast with a mention You went and dropped EXALTED Just praying for ascension I see that hard work spent Like a bad pension And do you really think That all these niggas care You flexing on the gram Wannabe millionaire But we all know that you still pulling out your hair Living your life in fear Trying to get there So you scared of failure That's hilarious You failed the way here You ain't growing You ain't cancerous And all of a sudden Everyday you just feel benign You mean to yourself To everyone you're too kind Dumb fuck All your accomplishments Was really just dumb luck And all your sins about to hit like a dump truck I'm sad for you And mad at you Everything you did wrong Coming back times two You got no clue Stay stuck penitentiary Evidently You wanna go and make history I guess all those promises turned to mystery Being drawn over like Cleo's Calligraphy Okay I'm ready for the punchline There is no punch line It's not a joke You're serious aren't you Mhm And why should we believe you I got nothing left to lose Nothing can hurt me anymore