Dirty a** n***a don't nobody wana hear you talk
About your s*utty b**hes, family problems or your issues
Walls closing in now you contemplating suicide
Sip a little liquor chicken biscuits from mama frys
Pop a couple oxys got "La Haine" in my watch list
Black fish renegade f** the world its a co*k tease
Guess I was born this way guess its why I feel this way
Only getting older holding grudges think they all should pay
Let your hate fuel you pressure bakes noodles
Karma oozing out your pockets but you got to stay true to you
Just another n***a mode again what will they say when
Tell me that I'm crazy? Well tell me why I ain't got sh**?
Tell me why you lazy?
Why n***as won't own up and be upfront about their short comings?
Why they so fugazi?
n***as tell me "eX rap about p**y and coke n***a"
"you kind of fat like Ross, you should roll with that Boss image"
Muthaf** a Bently and muthaf** the driver
Four n***as riding in it but that Bently still empty
I'm rapping for the [?] rapping for the off ones
Rapping for the n***as who listen and let their souls burn
Rapping for the awkward, beautiful losers
Muffled by the world trying to please they friends
Take your wack offers
Ain't believe myself when I was talking that's that weak sh**
Chinks in my armor, now them axes are starten' to seep in
Ain't pierce the flesh though my life is a mess
When I zone on my own I know I can do this
Life's about the scary parts the easy parts are easy
I live for the challenge of fame and dying for breathen'
I live for the [?] and scramble for a reason
A bridge to an*lo and Mario on the T.V
The little albino one
Al Bundy marathon Atori Norton getten' naughty at my every beckon and call
Loser like Beck. I'm a [?] you with text
That maneuvers like a snake in a pool of serpents
That's the game for you
The price of fame is awful
The only thing I can
Tell you is always pay your lawyer
I visualize I live it its really that descriptive
Really that simplistic
Sicking n***as with they issues
Solo in my room, sitting playing with my pistol
I can put it to my head
And make this whole sh**, still
[Chorus(x8)]
In the end, tell me was it really worth it?
[Outro]
What's a beautiful loser?
The motherf**er that asks you for change at the corner store
That smut b**h on your block that's everyone done co*ked out
She's beautiful too, we all beautiful, but we the forgotten ones
We the ones they over look. We never get voted cla** president
Or best dressed. I should have gotten best dressed
Like three years in a row
But you know what, its okay
I seen that n***a the other day on the train
That n***a looks like sh** now
That's not lying, true story
But ay yo this is for the beautiful losers
Don't hashtag me pa**ion no more
Ain't no more pa**ion, ain't no more pa**ion