You know a lot of girls be...thinking my songs are about them, but
This is not to get confused, this song's about me… damn it...

[Chorus:]
My life is real depressing, a lot of stuff has happened
Walked in on my Parents, in bed and they wasn’t nappin
Found out that I have a kid, but it isn’t with a women
I’m gonna kill myself, I swear to god that I’m gonna do it
Cause my unibrow, makes people start throwin up
I went to prison so now I have a swollen butt
Plus I have bad credit, man it really sucks
And I slit my damn wrists every single night
I say...
I am so depressed [x4] [AY!]
I’m depressed, and I am sad
Yes my life is bad [x3]
I say I am so de-...

Really needa lose weight,
I can’t fit inside my chair,
Whenever I want to chat, everyone leave when I get there (Eeeup)
I got too much hair, Everybody gotta stare
Tied my shoelace into knots, now my new shoes I cannot wear
And I don’t even have Xbox Live,
That’s the hardest part, about livin my depressing life
That’s what keeps my wrists bleeding out like almost every night
Ain’t got any razorblades, have to use a butter knife
Get friends? I tried! fillin up their Facebook wall
Don’t know what the deally is, I guess I’ll always be alone
Never even had a girlfriend, what’s the point of a break up song?
Everybody’s goin to Homecoming, I’m just sayin home
This conversation of my dating gloom,
Makes me wanna go home a chug a bottle of some perfume
And I swear I’m gonna do it, Cause none of ya’ll even like my music

Cause,

[Chorus]

Yes I’m lame, even Soulja Boy won’t crank dis
Kid so pitiful, nobody would prank him
When you go to mop, I might ask If I can go wit cha
I’ve got nothin to do, so how about we play some twister
Broke my leg in first grade, I only got a tissue
Dad left me when I was 5, said “yeah I guess I’ll miss ya”
People say I’m too ugly, I can’t be superficial
When I walk into my school we all get early dismissal
And although it may all seem wrong,
In a couple days I will be gone
Since I’m not loved, I’ll go where I belong
Laying in a ditch, so you have something to put yo feet on
Yeah, just know my hobby is a wrist slit
Life as bad as Robert Paulson, like I got those bitch tits
Life so damn Hard-ees, like you’re getting a biscuit
Wish I would get shot, cause honestly I just quit
I’m done

[Chorus]