Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Afraid to make a single sound

Haters started to appreciate my art

Feel like I've already said this a kabillion eighty times

Learned how to harness it while the reins were off

So to the break of dawn here I go recycling the same, old song

And let you keep me down

What I really wanna say is, if there's anyone else that can relate to my story

But thank you, ma, ‘cause that gave me the

And your only outfit so you know they gonna talk about it

Started thinking my name was fault

Afraid I would never find a way out, out, out

It's like I was there once, single parents

Guts over fear, I shall not tear

Run out of excuses with every word