i don’t need u
to tell me what to do now
to tell me what to do now
i don’t need u…
to tell me what to do now
to tell me what to do !!!

[lovesad-kid verse]
too many bad apples in the barrel
yall soft-rot fruits couldn’t even walk upon this straight n narrow
i tip-toe lines balancing depression and “too cool to hang with”
yall leave me tired & confused makin me wish i was braindead
i stay down from half of the weight
of things i carry with me
daily on my shoulder in a patchwork case
a half-baked shell, a lie that i care
if u think i’ll let u tell me what to do then beware
i’m just that MFer with a case of being too cool to listen
if ur tryin to control the wave then u best keep ur distance
i only take advice from half the folks i say that i’m friends with
i’ve been whippin in both lanes so see me swervin peep the message
that i stay that kid!
young n reckless with a temper
queer and black i’ve been through it all
i eat homophobes for breakfast
keep it simple not political
just stay up in your living room
if i only rap about life without my living
it’d be ending soon

they gone pack ur bags!
(move on out my way)
they gone give u bad apples!
(tell em i can’t wait)
put it on my tab
(fuck outta my face!)
baaad apples -
they gone pack ur bags!
(move on out my way!!!)
they gone give u bad apples!
(tell em i can’t wait!!!)
put it on my tab
(fuck outta my face!!!!)
wow wow wow wow wow…

i don’t need u
to tell me what to do now
to tell me what to do now
i don’t need u…
to tell me what to do now
to tell me what to do !!!

[beardy verse]
strange, u say i changed
remember when i came out gay?
assumed a phase. so don’t look up my name
plz! forget my face. i’m tryin to find my place…
away from you.

cut u off, puttin up a fight
now u follow like a poltergeist
bad apples on the way to get ya
corny sharpie mark u out the picture
toxic friendgroups perpetuating my depression
2016 out my teens learned my lesson
now u watch me gleam and i feel like it’s a blessing
the ol block button might just get u to accept it, ay
i got some bigots in my family tree
worms eat at ur leaves, fag a product of seed
i’mma get this degree, make a couple classic albums
then i’ll prolly say peace
jealousy a disease
i cut communications like that poor mars rover
me and my homies about to take the world over!

they gone pack ur bags!
(move on out my way)
they gone give u bad apples!
(tell em i can’t wait)
put it on my tab
(fuck outta my face!)
baaad apples -
they gone pack ur bags!
(move on out my way!!!)
they gone give u bad apples!
(tell em i can’t wait!!!)
put it on my tab
(fuck outta my face!!!!)
wow wow wow wow wow…

part 2

every day…
it gets easier just to wake up…
without u on my mind
without u on my mind
every day…
it gets easier just to wake up…
without u on my mind
without u on my mind
every day…
i just bury u in different ways
to kick u out my mind
to kick u out my mind