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1] Man the Web, you don't need a name Man of faults, I ain't too ashamed thought I had, put it in a box Everybody see it just before the Trolling, trolling, trolling these Rick Rolling these niggas, they mad cause they don't any better "Hold up, it's the kid, quick, tell him he sit with us" Fuck it, got money, bought friends I'm TBS VVS, I can see it all the clarity Real deep, hope they dig a nigga 'fore bury me Even though, we were told to go where wouldn't go slow, that's that dial up, watch it pile up
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2] We are the dreams of our lost in the future Who hide the deepest desires and wear a mask like a Door open, we smoking in the hotel The vapors went through the hallway, the pissed as hell I mean where's the line between Donnie G and He hang with girls like he Lena, but needed time to re-up in the cantina, 30 dollars I swallowed The salsa so malo she said "You need to grow up You doing this for too long" That "Camp was a million ago, sing me a different song" you're trolling or controlling, just a reminder You you get it, you don't, it's the Andrew Auernheimer, I'm gone... Now I'm back, give a fuck or give 'em hell, just not a chance to react Tyler Durden this burden, hurting, they said was curtains Certain demise, in his eyes, the pain inadvertent I could've stayed where I was and have a life you'd be of But I'd rather chase things thought of It was all love, "Go hard" Making dope, it's a trap, backfired dreams, so it seems we're meant to die I had to figure it out; "It's the best," no, a lie Had to get some off my chest, I vaporized High on my own, it took to realize Because the Internet, mistakes are But if we fuck up on journey, at least we're together Man, I wish I could go back and tell that kid it's Make 'em believe in themselves, who needed my help Feelings I felt, myself No ever been this lost I just get the information retweet it or say it I got the motivation, your talent's just a bunch of luck Hard work and dedication, but lately it's run Waking up in these I don't remember Texts people I never met, doors left open (Who are you? do it. Who are you?) I don't know who I am Still on the beat in the game, but he moves with a cheat code Slowest connection ever, my inside a computer bands that'll make 'em dance, my wallet's Lollapalooza The violence, shooter First to move, first person to speak My aren't meek, they scream in the streets Losing my frame of reference, these pieces of shit for Funny the day you that's really your death sentence I met this girl at a dinner, we She beautiful in the face, but her voice is amazing Plus she write her own shit, becoming so knit Smoke up and talk in the evening, she helping me No Anna Nicole Smith, she hers Niggas take her props like a musical and learn She say she feel alone all the time, I'm I her in my dreams on the moon, I visit her Every I text her "I wanna solve the world, I think I need your help" She text me "How you gon' trust somebody you don't trust yourself?" I mean she though, 45 like a light-bulb And I could've died like my iPhone, but I kept like a psycho And I took chance like a dice roll, dropping jewels like puberty a note on the glass: "You see what these labels do to me?" Texts said, "I'm wet"; I said, "Hold up, up a minute" H2O plus my D, my hood, I'm living in it Never forget this feeling, gonna reach a million Eventually all my followers realize they don't need a Stay on your own shit, fuck what clones think remember that you the shit, but act like it don't stink We childish but had to grow up When you spitting real eventually you throw up Realities like allergies, I'm to go nuts Life's the troll but the joke is on us Yeah, the you showed up
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