hurt and alone

[Intro]

Why does every dude in LA make music?

Like, they just make fucking music

And they're so fucking vague about it

You're like, "What do you do?"

They're like, "I make music"

Like, fuck you, you're not fucking Paul McCartney

Like, what kind of music are you making?

Who the fuck is listening to it?

Like, why do they just have this vague like, "I make music"

Like, who's listening to your shitty fucking music?

[Verse]

That's not a stain, it's just my shirt

Johnny Cash, make it hurt

Every day be my worst

2020, did it first

Boy, you better do research

Before we leave you in the dirt

'Cause this scene ain't goin' to last

Yeah, your fanbase losing fast

'Cause your whole scene in the past

Write me off but I ain't tax

And I don't know where I'm at

But the room be spinnin' fast

Off this perc, I feel like Kurt

Like my back, it fucking hurts

And I don't even work

I'm eating good, you're eating dirt

Getting fat just like I'm Bert

But I still feel like a worm

But I don't know what is worse, yeah

But I don't know what is worse

Yeah, I'm feeling younger version of my guy Kurt

When I pop this fucking perc

Yeah, I don't know what is worse

Yeah, I don't know what is worse

Yeah, I'm feeling like I'm dirt

Yeah, I feel just like a worm

Pop this perc just like I'm Kurt

All of a sudden feel like Durk

I don't know what feeling's worse