My Life Sucks

My life, m-my li-, my life, m-my life sucks Alright, alright, okay! My life, m-my li-, my life, m-my life sucks, fu— I like the way this is sounding, u-uh right now My life, m-my li-, my life, m-my life sucks But I do think maybe we could do something a lil' different with it Fitz, do you think maybe you could make my voice deep Like one of those Lil Wayne tracks? My life, m-my li-, my life, m-my life sucks, fuck Oh God! Momma won't buy me David Dobrik merch No, she won't stick her sticky fingers in her purse And if she don't gimme money I'ma steal from church 'Cause I can't let Tiffany get the merch first My birthday's April first and I never celebrate 'Cause last time I choked on a piece o' cake When I turned eight momma said I was a mistake Didn't really bother me though, I took it okay Internet trolls always calling me weird I get mad shade thrown at me by all of my peers I've been a sad man for like 25 years I'm not dabbing on my haters, I'm just hiding my tears Zoloft, Prozac, Lexapro All anti-depressants that I've tried before I do my best to hide it but my friends all know I live a good life, and pretend that it blows Zoloft, Prozac, Lexapro All anti-depressants that I've tried before I do my best to hide it but my friends all know I live a good life, and pretend that it blows When I'm out in public, I'm always smilin', trident But when I'm home alone my tears are flowing like a hydrant Neighbors called the cops last night 'cause I was crying "Yes, I'm sorry Mr. Officer, I'll try to be silent" Friends goin' to a party so I'm kinda excited But when I asked if I could come he said I wasn't invited Yeah, I guess I saw it comin', you could call me a psychic Eating Oreos and whiskey while I'm spendin' the night in Jameson got me sick, yo My girlfriend wants my dick, bro I can't get hard for shit though And now she's really pissed, woah 'Cause I'm drunk as fuck and I'm half asleep She's mad at me and I'm mad at my meat No sex tonight, night's incomplete God what an end to a terrible week! Zoloft, Prozac, Lexapro All anti-depressants that I've tried before I do my best to hide it but my friends all know I live a good life, and pretend that it blows Zoloft, Prozac, Lexapro All anti-depressants that I've tried before I do my best to hide it but my friends all know I live a good life, and pretend that it blows Everything's great but I still complain I got a couple loose screws but I'm not in pain My heads not broken it's just a sprain I got a healthy body but a shitty brain I'm good at rapping fast But, I can't do it long That's why I'm rapping slow For the rest of this song, Stevie! Now I'm self-medicating, no more doctors And I don't need pharmaceuticals to prosper Yeah, I do my best to hide it but I'm socially awkward The weirder you are the more you have to offer All of this is bullshit (all of this is bullshit) Nothing means anything (nothing means anything) All of this is bullshit (all of this is bullshit) Nothing means anything (nothing means anything) All of this is bullshit (all of this is bullshit) Nothing means anything at all (nothing means anything) All of this is bullshit (all of this is bullshit) Na, na-na-na, na-na-na, nothing means anything Oh, I guess it's over Alright, I'm going to go hate myself some more, I'll see you guys later!