Fake Tendencies

Jordan, tell me that you're famous, relatively heinous, nasty fucking lies spittin' from the dirty mouth of a dearly nameless promise, tell me that you're blameless, fearless, priceless, proud and shameless

Never regretting the WORDS THAT SPIT, ON THIS PAD

treading the WORTHLESS SHIT, HOPE YOU'RE GLAD

Bleeding my love from this pen, but never forgetting the time that I've spent, lying every place that I went, never knowing the girl that I've slept

Guess you should be careful who you fuck, you never know when the fucking baby pop-up, God saved me from hearing all the god damn gossip, He gave you another chance, I'm begging you do not fuck it up

Because if you do, a volcano will erupt, In your face and you'll lose everything that you love

Tryin' to cut the ties between my one love, my ex, but I don't have time,gotta be hard, so I just gun shove, and flex, but I don't pop no mollies,bitch, I don't even drink when I'm skating, poppin' ollies switch,

But never changin' my happy habits, with bullshittin' with you nasty faggots, and never going back with wakin' up raiding the medicine cabinets, not changing for you bitches though, keep on up changing your fabrics,

This is about me, and the way I behave, this is about me, I'll stay in my lane