Trevor Moore - Help Me lyrics

I may be a little kid, but I have been around Can hear the girls all scream soon as our wheels touch down (?) kids in Tokyo, fashion shoots in Milan Then private jet to Madison Square Garden Thirty six week long tours, ten singles on the charts So hear my message girl 'cause it comes from the heart Help me, my parents sold me to a big producer in the record industry He makes me do things that I don't wanna do Please call child services or maybe SVU You gotta help me, my parents sold me to a big producer in the music industry They took the cash and left me to the screaming ma**es (If I don't own this I still seek?) dancing cla**es I tried to run away one time in Belarus They beat me with phone books so that I wouldn't bruise I just can't take no more rich kid's bar mitzvahs Or big sleep overs with Saudi princes Blinked S.O.S. in morse code once at the VMAs They sprayed me with a hose, been up for three days And when my sales drop off they'll take me to a resort And let rich business men hunt me down for sport "Hold up I'm just coming in on the song to check on what you're talking about Don't think of me as a record exec, but a father figure with power." Help me! "This kid's a real prankster, this is one of his practical jokes." It's not! "Thank you for your concern, but there's nothing to see here folks." Don't leave! "That's just exaustion talking. Poor little guy is tuckered out." Call the police! "I'll just take him back to the tour bus and we'll get him straightened out." Don't let him put me in the box! "There is no box. I don't even know what that means." It's where I sleep! "Now we've gotta run before your trouble (Something about front row seats?" You gotta help me, my parents sold me to a big producer in the music industry Oh, God please help me take some action This didn't work out for Michael Jackson Can someone help me, don't ignore what I said They'll sacrifice me (not sure what's being said?)