I’ve written too many songs since I was thirteen

10 years have passed so slowly

I guess I can’t shut my trap

Killed my time writing 100 tracks

 

It’s become a reflex at this point

No one likes this noise

For all I care I’m putting out crap

Lost 10 years writing this kinda trash

 

Yo, I’m about to write a rap song, yuh

‘Cause I got a hundid tracks done, and that shit

Tryna sound like 2021, that ain’t it

‘Cause when I try to sound like people like that, I just sound like this

 

I wasn’t wondering

What regular people thought of me

I’m on the outside looking

At my mother for comfort

Holding the fort down

I’m just a bummer

I’m playing around

And I stand at the mirror

Stand at the mirror

Looking at this freak

Won’t admit defeat

I’m a survivor

Still standing on my feet

Feel like a loser

Wouldn’t giving up be sweet

 

What am I doing with my life now

I should’ve gave myself a time out

Wasting all these years to write down

All this nonsense

Hold no contest

Worked my hardest

I was honest

This is my third song in 24 hours

And it means nothing

I can write a hundred or a hundred thousand

And it’ll mean nothing

I could spend my whole life looking in the damn mirror

And I would never find myself looking at a winner

 

Enter the chorus

 

A hundred and one songs in

I should know how to do this

All I have to do is sing

But I can let myself relax

Let myself write songs this bad

‘Cause nobody noticed

me After I choked out

A hundred and one tracks

 

And end with a chorus

 

A hundred and one songs in

I should know how to do this

All I have to do is sing

But I can let myself relax

Let myself write songs this bad

‘Cause nobody noticed

me After I choked out

A hundred and one tracks

 

And end with a chorus