They won't Van Gogh me
They hardly know me
Might've seen me outside like socially
My words come out clumsy
Make me sound bummy
My thoughts be like poetry
And when it comes down to it separates me from phonies
But sometimes it's lonely
[Bridge]
Haha, the psilocybin is hittin'
Welcome back, my nigga
Just a general reminder
Don't no one love you but yo' mama
Why should they?
It's beautiful, just don't stop being you
It's imperative that you remember this
[Verse 2]
Used to be ugly
Now I'm a handsome, Charlie Manson
Wrapped in a Snuggie
Sometimes I'm funny
But if you study
The rhymes that I dictate, in time, you'll all grow to love me
Then we'll be buddies
[Outro]
And furthermore
I would argue that the more they tell you that they hate you
The more they actually love you
The more real estate you 'ought be part of in their mind
I know it's confusing and contradictory
But all things are
That's kinda just life, you know
And it's that serious
You shoulda told me "I was sad to hold you"—
What?