Kyle Wescovich - Your Name lyrics

[Intro] No one will remember your No one will remember your No one will remember your....name (EK): Man, f**ing.......AH! I'm tired of this f**ing bullsh** Stupid a** job, got me barely scraping the got damn barrel Man, f** it. I'm done with this sh**, I'm about to go hard! No one will remember your No one will remember your No one will remember your....name No one will remember your No one will remember your No one will remember your....name [Verse 1] I had a bad day at work, and I'm stressed out Man I really wanna quit, I gotta get out I'm sick of dealing with these idiots, chest-out Acting like a robot at the checkout Like "Hello...sir...is that.....all?" Even though I'm happy the receipt's that small But I'm about to throw you in a big a** wall If I hear another word about a missing dog It's been a year already! Take the loss! And on top of that, I really hate my boss Because the office is locked and he stays pissed off I swear that I'm gonna slice him with a blade across his neck This check, minimum wage and I'm tired I don't even remember why I tried to get hired But at this point I would die to get fired I really wanna go on a strike like a lighter Run out, aim that tool If I see you swimming, blow your brains in the pool And all these wannabe rappers sound the same at my school They hear your name and think "lame" like a rule First world problems, I ain't starving I'm on probation, I can't party I'm so boring, I have fun hardly One day I'm about to spark anarchy [Hook] No one will remember your No one will remember your No one will remember your....name No one will remember your No one will remember your No one will remember your....name No one will remember your No one will remember your No one will remember your....name No one will remember your No one will remember your No one will remember your....name [Verse 2] A little boy does his work in the cla** The kids calling him an outcast His earbuds blast OutKast He just writes while he's thinking 'bout a gat Cause he was always known as the quiet kid So he bought a notebook and he tried to spit He would spend all day writing rhymes and sh** And when the teacher got close, he was hiding it But one day, he went to school And a bully tore his motherf**ing pad in half He devised a plan that the very next day, he'd wear parachute pants and a mac to cla** (f** it!) Waistband tucked? Walk with a limp Football jocks? Cross with a step Slammed his back up against a locker Now they're all on the floor as he holds a hot one No one listened until it was done Too many people think it isn't real when you're young Kids been sparking up the steel, making 'em run And you're still acting like it all started with a gun Some kids shoot up sh** to be famous Other kids do it out of built up hatred I'm looking at society and see no changes Of people looking down on the teens like we're nameless It's basic, just don't be a dick You never know who really got ahold of a clip And you can probably hit him in the nose until it splits But what you gonna do when he loads it, and hits? Seeking attention, you're ceasing to mention My teacher be flexing when equally repping Seeking redemption, you seen it and left it I bleed through the pen as you speak to your dead kids [Hook] No one will remember your No one will remember your No one will remember your....name No one will remember your No one will remember your No one will remember your....name No one will remember your No one will remember your No one will remember your....name No one will remember your No one will remember your No one will remember your....name [Outro] "You basically just said nobody matters and we're all gonna die forgotten." "Awww, you gonna cry?"