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Better Than Me

by Jachin Kedar

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Yeah Back in the City shit Outro to the tape Out here in Byrd crib Yeah Look I feel like I been givin you way more than what I been gettin Feel like you been missin me way more than what I been missin I feel like when I had it, it was practice, I failed the mission Feelin like an addict when I'm at it but failed to mention We come from the same place she tell me its ski when I'm trippin All across the globe shawty thick but she skinny when dippin Learning lots about you when we argue, I'm optin to zip it Talkin when we heated just to lead to a fiery finish It's hard to extinguish Tryna get you to talk is like teaching animals english Cause you can Mcht I know you comprehend, but won't respond But thats alright because I know your body language says it all I listen to yo flaws I click on private calls But you only listen if you get attention in a song So I give you what you want And then I hear the phone but I already told you what I like to do to private calls And its crazy cause my ex ain't even feelin like my ex yet We split and then we met but shit We ain't had sex since She hit me for the bread, I try to flex and tell her next check But I know Imma send it, I just make her wait a minute for it Like Ain't no need in fronting Its enough to go around Its just crazy like I said its crazy cause my ex ain't even feelin like my ex yet We split and then we met but shit We ain't had sex since Maybe its for the best, I mean we still'll send a text I mean the spark is kinda there but when it's not its just a text And I miss her and I hope she know its not just for the sex Its the little things I know I won't be getting from the next Like maybe the neck is better or maybe her pussy wetter But is she gone do the things that I need her to when I get her The title we had was cool, but a nigga needed the spinner I know its hurt to hear that I'm givin wood like a splinter but shit To be honest, I'll prolly feel the same way I'm lyin if I say I can stomach it wit a straight face But Girl we grown so I guess we gotta grow up You bound to lose the things you love if you don't show up But I know what you deserve, and thats better than me So I don't want you waitin round just to settle wit me Shit Better than me I said I know what you deserve, and thats better than me Its better niggas on this earth, its prolly better to leave Cause Ion want you waitin round just to settle with me Shit Yeah And its gonna hurt to see you go but Shit When you comfortable you never grow so Yeah BANMFAM, Bull City shit Back in the City shit Yeah Since you don't know how to answer the phone anymore Imma just let you be It's cool Anyways, I hope you're okay at least I haven't heard from you in weeks I don't even know if you're back in the city But I do still want to see you so Call me, text me, something so at least I know you're okay I'll talk to you eventually I guess Love you Bye So that's the last one? Yeah, nah I um Nah pull up that uhh I got one more Michelle, close the door Yeah I got one more it's It's for my niggas Nah just, I won't even sposed to be recording this shit today Just a lot I had to say, so Nah it's not even for me It's just, it's for my niggas man So if you ain't from the city If you ain't ever lost nobody If you ain't one of my niggas and you don't feel this I understand if you skip it but Hey Ahmon look You run into her father please tell him she really miss em Been missin since the kid was a jit Still in her system We watch the movie called reminisce She reminiscing I know she miss the days she would sit on his lap and kiss em The memories are so far from distant they keep her snifflin I wipe a tear or so and then tell her she so persistent These waves of happiness keep on comin, they inconsistent She wanna to give me her all but I know she's feeling resistance But me I know the difference in happiness and dependence Like do you love for what can be given to you for instance A chain, a diamond ring, or some flowers even attendance We bottle our feelings until they burst, like an appendix If this the ending then what a finish I get for penning The ice I rock's a rock, and I copped the shit for the pendant She hate it when I get that attention from other women But she hate it even more when I turn around and I give it And shit I mean I get it its givin that we committed We fall in love with eachother but scared to even admit it, shit Yo momma swear to God that she knew that shit from beginning We holdin our hands and sinnin, forgive us For trespassing we do amongst eachother Forgive us for all the sinning we bring upon one another My brother I forgive em, he prolly needed it more than me It hurts to know he felt he couldn't ask me for it cordially But Shit its life The tension in the air, you could cut the shit wit a knife Cuttin you off is easy I'll do the shit overnight I make sure when I sever the ties that its precise Tanjiro wit the slice, when I do it, I'm still nice Shit, too nice in fact I take the L and overthink like "why you do me like that ?" Too many chances The paper, I'm gettin plenty advances That money gone come and go don't get caught up in that entrapment Cause first you got all your taxes People you payin backwards And phonies you see on tv And posers you see as rappers but look Enough of that I tend to go off on tangents I wish I could buy you tickets to take a trip where yo dad is but Shit wherever I'm sure that the place is better than where we currently live I just wonder bout where it is cause shit Man if heaven is really what reverends say it is, "paradise" Then wouldn't it be very nice to call or send a text? Shit, niggas could even call collect Just to hear that voice again is easily worth a check Just to greet em Unfortunately I'll never get to meet em I gotta learn all about em through teachings while easing grieving and that's That's why I try to never complain Or ever come off ungrateful by having both of my parents and feeling like we unstable I mean, she say she get it nobody really deserves it And then we discuss for hours how families are never perfect We questioning the shit that we doin and if its worth it We questioning the time that we spending like "whats the purpose?" We focused on the place that we endin and not the journey But taking eyes off the prize is the quickest way to return it I can tell that she's yearning Closed off by default, but communication, she's learnin I tell her to take a breath Everyday is a step And every step is a victory stomping the head of misery and Will I make it? Man thats the question of mystery This place been crazy lately, I know we weary of memories I just hope you remember me And if you miss somebody, man tell em swallow ya pride And if you love somebody, then tell em like all the time And if somebody's helping you tell em you preciate it Nothing really feels better than feeling appreciated And check in on the people that's always checking on you Cause you never truly know what a nigga be goin through Cause pain really kills Last saturday I'm drivin, and took my hand off the wheel, its true But shit Y'all ain't gotta worry it's cool Michelle called me, and we talked, she got me back to the room And when I got there I knew it was you I never met em, but tell yo daddy I'm thankful that a nigga made you Cause see that nigga saved my life and I hope you told em I'm grateful But if you didn't its cool I know you got alot to say to em so Shit Like I said man City been kinda crazy lately Alot of niggas that we love been Gone too soon One of my niggas been goin through it And I can tell, I see that shit everyday that shit is killing em So I wrote this verse for em Look Hey Ahmon look You hear TaRon when talkin to God, try not to hobble I know his faith in modernized churches has start to wobble His grievances, his thoughts and his doubts is startin to squabble He tell me that he good but in back of my mind I doubt em I'm knowin that the stages of grief are unforgiving And I know that depression's

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