…And If I Did, You Deserved It. Chonny Jash

I want a new pair of shades, get paid to wear shoes
Do what I say
Don't say what I do when we're alone, now
High up but a low-down
You know I'm not the type of guy to turn my back on a knife
And that's why I'm still looking in the mirror

I wanna be safe from the fame;
Be loved from afar
Nine-thousand miles away, where you can't see my scars
Get my good side
From where you can't get on my bad side
You know I'm not the type of guy to turn my back on a knife
It's just my luck, these motherfuckers talking smack on a guy
But I'm deserving every word they could begin to apply
Wеll, at least they know now

That I really don't carе what you think or what you say
Either that or I do way too much
Oh well, whatever, either way
My heart's empty and I'm trying to fill it up
But it's not big enough for the both of us

I want no less than the best, but the best I can do
Is do the worst thing first and leave the rest up to you
I'm realistic...
Said the cis man wearing lipstick
If I keep beating myself up, I'll keep on winning the fight
And get my ass kicked
I'm poisonous, not toxic