the one that makes it look hard
that one that isn’t me
the one that makes her bread hard
the one who get’s carded
hard
the one that never rests
only ever looks sleep depressed
the one that has all the gumption
but none of the guns
this is for the one
this is for the one
who used you
the girl who wanted to be you
the one who stole your music
specifically
and blamed you
intrinsically
for killing her career
but it was her
career
that killed her
the one that who slows it down
the one who isn’t me
that one that makes no man hard
when she’s lip-synching me
i bet you know
what i’m singing about
i bet you know
a thing or two
about your shitty clout
i don’t want it
this is for the one
who used you
the girl who wanted to be you
the one who stole your music
specifically
and blamed you
intrinsically
for killing her career
but it was her
career
that killed her
i didn’t steal your career.
