Take another motherfucking look and cannot see.
I can’t understand what means anything to me.
All I do is let people walk on my face.
I’m turning into another disgrace.
Looking at my life wasting away.
If it was my choice I would change every day.
With my motherfucking world burning down.
In the sea of ashes I drown.
My body burst into flame.
The fire reeks and smells of shame.
Don’t put the fire out let it burn.
I don’t want to raise a concern.
When I can’t keep up in school.
And I don’t play but turn the fool.
My life turns into a tool.
And everybody is so cruel.
Don’t worry it’s all cool.
All cool.
Everything is all cool.
No one ever understands a motherfucking word I ever say.
So I think I’ll take a gun and blow it all away.
Leave a letter maybe someone will read.
But for now the world likes it when I bleed.
And I keep my mouth shut tight.
What I really feel never see’s light.
I am to motherfucking young to ever help anything.
My word never matters no matter what I bring.
A slap on the wrist and sent back home.
They want my words to stay down alone.
A teenager will always be labeled a danger.
And will never be trusted even at the manger.
When I can’t keep up in school.
And I don’t play but turn the fool.
My life turns into a tool.
And everybody is so cruel.
Don’t worry it’s all cool.
All cool.
Everything is all cool.
I’m not allowed to motherfucking be mature.
Because I’m a kid and faking for sure.
Well the adults are worse than their kids these days.
What they do makes an impact and stays.
Grow up and teach what to do.
Not get drunk just like you.
I see another motherfucking life wasting away.
I don’t understand how to smoke crack and bully in one day.
Looking up at a guy I could easily kill.
Go ahead and swing I know you never will.
Keep talking like the big man on the block.
I don’t ever talk but sure can walk.
When I can’t keep up in school.
And I don’t play but turn the fool.
My life turns into a tool.
And everybody is so cruel.
Don’t worry it’s all cool.
All cool.
Everything is all cool.
Keep on motherfucking pushing me away.
I need to replace you at the end of the day.
Grown up are the words you miss use.
Teenager is the word you abuse.
If we are messed up it’s because of you.
You never taught but expected us to know what to do.
I think about a motherfucking reason I don’t fit in.
This will take a while where do I begin?
I understand a lot for my age is that bad?
Why does that make other kids mad?
They should just try to hear me out.
Because I waste my breath when I shout.
When I can’t keep up in school.
And I don’t play but turn the fool.
My life turns into a tool.
And everybody is so cruel.
Don’t worry it’s all cool.
All cool.
Everything is all cool.
