You Give Fame A Bad Name

Ass clown
Facing south when you bend down
And your nose brown
Creating false sound
You fakin’
Copy, pastin’
Musician? Mistaken!
You blamin’

The universe
Got you cursed
Not a dime in your purse
But you had a dime
Made her worse
Now you’re drivin’ your hearse
With AI playin’ bass and
Autotune screamin’
“FAKE and DREAMIN'”

Pussy boy
Why you sleepin’?
Got you lookin’ conceited
Never gonna be The Weekend
So let’s not pretend

You were just a substitute till she found an end
Lucky to be one of her friends
But we all know you’re low-end
Nowhere a godsend
I know that’s something you can’t comprehend but

Played your game
Saw you’re lame
Wannabe Kanye
Gave you a shot and am so ashamed
’cause you give fame a bad name.

 

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