Fake Friends

Some people don't like me
And It's less likely
That they will ever try to be
More than just fake friends
Bite me

Facts are facts
Whether you lie about it
So just don't lie about shit
If you're gonna lie about it
Get the fuck off bitch

There's three kinds of people
The good, the bad, and the evil

And they all just seem full

Full of shit and rumors
Filling my head with these tumors
Mind blown from the rumors
Thinking I'm a late bloomer

I'm smarter than you think
I'm smarter than you know
I'm smart enough to know
Not to get caught up in all your bull

So the next time you use me
Think about how rude  it'd be
If I did what you did to me
What's the matter you lie to me

Long story
Told short
Lie again you'll get hurt
Lie again if you wanna die
Lie again I make you lie in the sky
Better yet in the ground
That way you can't make a sound
When your lying in the dirt
You'll understand why I'm so hurt.