Oh shit, yeah

It's Jay in the motherfucking house

Jay in the motherfucking house, yeah

This isn't a fucking game bro, I will kill you if you don't shut up

It's what it is

It's what it is

Ayo

I used to think my family hated me so I hated myself

There was no talent in my town, I had to make it myself

I copped a record player, popped a vinyl in, let it spin

Took a Vyvanse, a Xanax, and three Klonopin

How is this life so redundant?

I think, I think, I think if I stay inside I might lose my mind

I know, I know I'm not big but I'm ready to die

My life is what I fantasize

The beat was made by Banksy, BLNJ about to vandalize

I guess I'm always a victim, little bit of weed in my lips

And I just can't sample no more without

Getting hit up by these dead artist's children

Like I don't give a fuck if you and me, a new pool or a new house

Always dead broke, but guess what? I'm dead broke now

Fourteen with a problem

Fifteen, here's a problem

Turn sixteen and drive some out, now life's fucking awesome

Until the legal fees are coming, now they leaving me with nothing

Now the only thing I got is this motherfucking concussion, damn

My mom told me get a job but I'm in too deep

I've been bouncing off the walls, blame the ADD

I'm looking for a spot to purge, my brain fucking hurts

And I've been dreaming of what's to come, tell me what I'm worth

My mom told me get a job but I'm in too deep

I've been bouncing off the walls, blame the ADD

I'm looking for a spot to purge, my brain fucking hurts

And I've been dreaming of what's to come, tell me what I'm worth

I'm a mole around

The bird calls hold me down

Nobody knows me now

Nobody knows

I'm a mole around

The bird calls hold me down

Nobody knows me now

Nobody knows

Let me go