Текст:
I'm fed up with the fame
I'm sick of reading my name in any other way than I intended
Fed up with all of these motherfuckers misunderstandin' me
I'm fed up with the ones that try to say you a fan of me
But then they turn their back and mothafuckers abandon me
You think I'm sitting high with everything, but now can't you see?
I'm livin' in reality, a struggle, not fantasy
I'm in a million-dollar couch, back then I was in a van
Wind up in the wrong mindset
Might've wound up with the wrong set of friends
On a Benzo bender withdrawal, never go back, no
Say a prayer to someone who cares
Ain't nobody listenin', or they left you on read again
Never again will I put my faith in a religion
No God or Satan gonna make me understand I'm dealt a bad hand
Fed up, I'm fed up
Fed up, fed up, fed up, fed up
Fed up, I'm fed up