[Verse] I'm in the rice trap with my Dreamcast I'm going crazy, need constructive, written feedback I see these people and they looking like a fiend, crack I'm laughing at the back because I never f**ing sleep, bad It's funny when they talk behind my back, they know me well Call me honey, acting sweet, I guess I'm seeing Jesus now Crumbling to pieces, wow, amazing, I ain't going down I'm out my head, I'm gonna drown in sorrow, feelings screaming out I don't know if I'm gonna make it 'til tomorrow yet But do you really, do you want to fill me with regret? You treat me like a demon, now, I'm seeing rejects From all around the globe, they coming to me and I seen it My grammer getting better now the fans are fading out I make some trap and poppy sh** but it's closing in the crowd They see me saying that I love it but it ain't my sound I'm taking breaks, the saving grace is what I wish I ever found [Hook] I don't know what you wanna do, you coming up to me You saying "Corey, you're the best, you always aim to please" You make me wanna snap a neck or two and go and bleed It's oh, so funny that some time away is what I f**ing need
I don't know if it's safe to say I'm going crazy now I'm f**ing 18 and I'm scared of ever going loud I wish I never made a Bandcamp or a Soundcloud Cause if a thousand weren't around, you wouldn't ever see me round [Verse] I'm in the rice trap with my Dreamcast I'm going crazy, need constructive, written feedback I see these people and they looking like a fiend, crack I'm laughing at the back because I never f**ing sleep, bad It's funny when they talk behind my back, they know me well Call me honey, acting sweet, I guess I'm seeing Jesus now Crumbling to pieces, wow, amazing, I ain't going down I'm out my head, I'm gonna drown in sorrow, feelings screaming out I don't know if I'm gonna make it 'til tomorrow yet But do you really, do you want to fill me with regret? You treat me like a demon, now, I'm seeing rejects From all around the globe, they coming to me and I seen it My grammer getting better now the fans are fading out I make some trap and poppy sh** but it's closing in the crowd They see me saying that I love it but it ain't my sound I'm taking breaks, the saving grace is what I wish I ever found