M.T.C.B.

M.T.C.B
Don’t underestimate me

Because I live a ruse
Struggling to find a muse
Dropping clues on tissues
Posting myself on a cruise
Inhaling booze
Sailing through the sea of blues
Hearing the News of my alleged alcohol abuse.

Try walking a mile in my shoes
Then we’ll put you on trial
Watch you cry hoping for a mistrial

None of you have the balls to try being me
You couldn’t handle thinking like me

Sorry I wasn’t flailing
While y’all were failing
To see my life was de-railing
Y’all saw it as prevailing

Living check to check in my own
cramped little apartment with Remy

The voices started getting hostile
They said being stuck at a dead end job wasn’t our style
They knew how versatile we could be
Not be stuck framing and pouring concrete

They lead me to be unique
On this paper sheet

I try to be discrete walking down the street
try not to be followed or swallowed by the fleet

Now I ride in back seats
Laughing at there defeat
Wondering why I felt obsolete for trying to make it creatively

Y’all didn’t t see it
So you didn’t believe it.

So Don’t be coming out of the darkness
Trying to feed off my carcass
You weren’t there for me at my darkest

So I don’t apologize for the harshness
Tone in my voice when I say
“FUCK OFF” and give you the finger

I’m sorry did I trigger you?
I saw you tuck and snicker
So fuck off even quicker

Go quiver to your wife
Tell her you lied about your life,
And messed with the guy everybody knew
We all knew you where a shrew

Who wants to be smashed through a ceiling,
So we can hear you squealing

I’ll levitate through the new path you created
I should be thanking you
You helped me smash through my limitations

Revealed me standing over you
Un- Concealing the birds
Flipping you off shouting M.T.C.B.
Ya dumb fuck

While you lay there dripping in your sweat
I started kneeling, feeling like I need to pray,
Hoping you an unhealthy healing
I’m going to give you another beating

I hope you start bleeding while you’re eating
Breathing, sleeping
Take this as a teaching

Leaving you seeking the answers from a pastor
He’ll have you believing your safe
Throwing communion in your face
You’ll be there sipping wine
While I’m shipping this last chime

Why would you be seeking money from me weakling?
Sit there grieving
Because you ain’t leachin
Start retreating back before I catch you with another beating
I’m done Repeating
M. Y
T.ime
C.ame
B.itch

Yes I’m rich but I didn’t switch
My name just made it in the print
Take the hint
Or are you still convinced, You’ll get my assist?
You have a better chance getting with Taylor swift

She said it best

“ I knew you were trouble when you walked in”

But you wish you were Tay Tay
Because she got to travel the world and say Hurray!

Sike!

Your plane said May Day
It’s not your pay day

My time came bitch
So will yours in hell

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