| I hear the word around town but I don’t listen to it |
| I’m in my ruins zoning out, head bobbing, grooving |
| Moving to the music, 'cause I don’t know what to fucking do |
| I hate my life, I wish I could be up on the moon |
| All alone, swaying, dancing 'til my fuckin doom |
| But instead I’m stuck up on this Earth, running out of room |
| I’m gettin claustrophobic, so I claw the walls inside my tomb |
| Left my body in the dirt, wipe the dust off my shoes |
| Float around town, wound up at my old house |
| Gravel in the front yard, all I smell is mold now |
| Red roses turned white, the air gettin cold now |
| Dead grass wrapped around the chair I used to fold out |
| Don’t come around acting like we homies |
| Don’t walk around talking like you fuckin know me |
| All you are fuckin lies |
| Just like you’re fucking life, don’t waste my fucking time |
| Inbox been stacking up |
| Now it’s time I show 'em what |
| OmenXIII really do |
| Kill a verse and I kill your crew |
| You got cars, I got more speed |
| You got bars but I’m 4G |
| You flip phone but I’m touch screen |
| But can’t nobody else touch me |
| Said can’t nobody else fuck with me |
| You laptop but I’m PC |
| You black top but I’m concrete |
| I’m raindrops on your fucking heat |
| People never liked me anyways |
| You type a lot, just come say it to my fucking face |
| I see all the comments, I see all the fucking hate |
| I don’t know why you thought I gave a fuck anyway |