f**k it (another song about you)

**** it, I'll take my song and write another one about you

It's not as long but I've got less to say about you

'Cause I've moved on, but I am still thinking about you

Goddamn, I'm lost like more than I can probably handle

I pray to God to make me a better example

To kids who hear my songs and want something to dance to

So take this song you know I didn't write about you

And let my 1nonly do something I can't do

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Can't do most things, but the money ain't a problem

Yeah, smoke dope till I'm falling

Calling, liquor, bad decisions keep poppin'

Pain in my chest, 45 on the lawn, I know

That the pills don't help

And the drank all gone, tryna fix myself

Put your pride on the shelf, b***h

Don't try, you ain't felt this selfless, gone

You really want me to write another song, you're crazy

So take my heart and never let me call you baby

'Cause I'll get high and do so many things that ain't me

'Cause I got rich and got so mother****ing lazy

I know it's me and all the reasons that you hate me

I did you wrong enough to hold a grudge, but maybe

I'll write a song that's good enough for kids to dance to

And you'll forgive all the songs I wrote about you