Who

You, can have your fun, but what you getting done
Two, ain't number one, and that's why I got none
Who, can take me on, tell me what I've become
Can't see myself, and that's how this begun

Bust my eyes wide open, now got me prophetic visions, aye
Keeping up this front of ice will freeze my own decisions
Don't got pictures with my brothers, cause I can't see past my mission
Play it off as being focused, deep down know it's demolition
Of my head
And maker of the things I fear and dread
Being left
Undertaker will not have no-one to call up when I'm dead
Never rest, and I'm really tryna be a better friend
But things I said will make them think that I'm a copperhead
I know my lyrics just depict me as a freak
Cause the way my brain be working when I'm writing really bleak
Man, how can I begin to find a better person out of me
That's my cue to close my eyes again and fall asleep
Watch me mow them down just like a lawn, how I get it, get it
Look around, this is where I belong, don't you get it, get it?
Get the fuck away, I'm writing songs, 'fore you getting hit
Why can't you be happy that I commit?

You, can have your fun, but what you getting done
Two, ain't number one, and that's why I got none
Who, can take me on, tell me what I've become
Can't see myself, and that's how this begun

How this begun
I am the one that don't fuck with my songs
Break