pop shit

I felt like hot shit

And had no reason not to i was on my pop shit

And i might be unhealthy but at least i rock shit

Cuz when i’m at my best i’m never being cautious

I think i need a ego to keep me grounded so i can have fun

Know it’s self diagnosis but i deserve to have one

Not saying im better than you wait yes i am

Guess who guess it’s not you motherfucker guess again

Vice hit me up three times

So i can’t hate you back imma throw peace signs

Need to focus on my life kitchens got grease lines

Let you process all your anguish and i’ll grieve mine

No matter what i do call me passive aggressive

That’s funny coming from you bitches who actin obsessive

Now i’m insecure this song don’t sound like frax and i’m stressin

Like this needs to be

More cringe , morbid, more fringe, orange

Hah, i made orange rhyme

Call me they/theminem because i said faggot more times

I brought umru to ANE poured tequila and lime

Cuz even straggots you know they gotta feel it sometimes

I think momo hates me forever i think that it’s fine

At least i got my punches in before they blocked my line

I look like pennywise

I feel like jenny sky

You got my number just know i could change it anytime

I could decide to send you vocals and then change your life

I put the estie on my dick do nonbinary crimes

I gotta shower tomorrow dont wanna smell like grimes!!