you should make a song about how you're a fat pedophile who wears diapers and lives in filth
🎶 I'm hanging on by a thread, waiting for your call
I'm on the edge of the ledge, and I'm about to fall
You tell me that you care, but it's all a lie
They only come around when you start to fly 🎶
This is the start of an track I may be producing about struggling in life. (1/2)