A portrait of the opposite
Of a man applying himself
Far be it from me to judge begrudgingly
The picture of mental health
But I’m not the same on paper as in practice, I’ll confess
When layers are peeled back
We’re pretty much the same damn mess so
I won’t be attending your party
I won’t be around to say sorry
I can’t be led into the back now
I can’t wait to hear your attack now
All your fame is due to nepotism
A pattern forms of speaking out
The checks that you can’t cash
Your world is set ablaze, you clutch the magnifying glass
I don’t claim to be perfect but I’ll lay back in the shadows
While everything in your power
Leads your ass right to the gallows and
All the edge you held died years ago
One out of two ain’t bad, but it ain’t good either
Your emergency contact number is unreachable
Whatever you put out fell rotten in the sun
I doubt you could even understand this part
Even if you’re reading along with the words right now
Haha, good luck, Jim
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