[Verse 1]
Call the fire squad on me cause I'm spreading the flame
I dunno if it's worth mentioning, so easy, replaced
Like a f*cking pandemic when you're hearing my name
It's seeping right through your brain, it's the chemical to fame
I don't know what you're gonna say, why you staring at me?
You're stuck in that single space, got nowhere you can be?
It's like a picture perfect frame when you're failing to see
The lost potential of your time and your reason to breathe
Boy, I've got 20 minutes, tell me the truth
Do you really wanna come and spit some fire in the booth?
Will you go out of your way, make it go hard and go boom?
Cause really, what's the f*cking point of letting you in that room?
If you've got no reasoning, wanna make a Hotline Bling
Make a stupid f*cking video, be sure you're dancing
Around like a f*cking idiot, testing my patience
I'm fairly certain that the end result's a gun, a bullet, hey
I dunno if I even have a damn point
I'm writing, spitting all this sh*t but I'm sounding so coy
With almost everything I say, I'm not a kid, not a boy
But you know that I'm the kid, I'm that one you call, boy
I'm sorry if I have toyed with your emotions before
I'm just so f*cking used to blaming everything on a whore
Whether it's one that I dated or the one I replaced
It's f*cking crazy, a matrix in mind, call me Satan
I pretend like I've got no ego or shame
But at the end of the day, I've got an ego, no shame
It's the pain of processing everything, man, I'm so lame
Around every single person that comes up in my face
Like, what the f*ck do you want and what the f*ck should I do?
I dunno if there's any reasoning watching me, watch you
And everyone in your crew, because they're talking so hard
But at the end of the day, words only got you so far, hey
[Hook]
Call the cops cause I commited a crime
I tried to be original but it's a waste of my time
I brought a pen and a pad, writing down every line
But at the end of the day, it's just a waste of my time
[Verse 2]
Another verse, another time for me to shine
I'm spitting at this f*cking pace so I don't go and lose my mind
If I just speed it up a little bit, I won't lie
I know the feeling's so good, it's pushing me to my prime
Cause I don't know what I'll do if I ever reach the top
I'm pushing everything together, lyrics be what I've got
When everybody chase that cheddar, lyrically, they are lost
I'm used to laughing it off, I'm not high so I won't drop
Like this beat, I'm feeling comfortable when I'll stagnate
I guess it's time for a change, using new beats equals fame
That's why I'm using a couple that dropped a few years ago
I'd rather work on the craft instead of blowing my load
Instead of blowing my load, I'll go and work on my flow
Instead of being everywhere, I'll learn when I should say no
I gave a pretty good verse, oh, a couple of months ago
And that sh*t never released, I'm p*ssed off but I won't go, hey
Coming back for one more time, one more chance
I'll give you 18 more bars, and then I'm done with this dance
It's back to working on this project that I've got under wraps
I'm hyped as hell to release all my crazy new tracks
And yeah, I'm telling you now, this'll be on the new tape
I'm happy with what I've been writing everywhere, everyday
And listen, make no mistake, I'm not one that you replace
No hopping on the new craze that got everyone amazed
Is it trap? Is it chill? Hard as hell? Pays the bills?
Ponder wondering if every motherf*cker's gonna feel
What I'm about to release, while, not yet but pretty soon
It's just a beautiful morning, let's go and sing to that tune
Cause I know that sh*t's a hit even though Cudi don't spit
There's not a single thing unwanted about that track, I mean it
I'm honestly the biggest, baddest and my loudest critic
Man, I was so confident that I was calling it quits
This sh*t's almost at the end and to be honest, I'm glad
Because I'm done with this sh*t, so now, we rolling it back, hey
[Hook]
Call the cops cause I commited a crime
I tried to be original but it's a waste of my time
I brought a pen and a pad, writing down every line
But at the end of the day, it's just a waste of my time
Call the cops cause I commited a crime
I tried to be original but it's a waste of my time
I brought a pen and a pad, writing down every line
But at the end of the day, it's just a waste of my time, hey