STFU Tom MacDonald

[Verse 1]
I woke up late again, check, my phone's at eight percent
Opened up my Facebook page, there's people hatin', pray for them
Half my fans are angry at me, don't know how to make it end
Everything was cool back before Friday morning came and went
Dropped a brand new song, they said my content was too racy
And everyone who listened to the lyrics had to take offense
Damn, that was my favorite, man, can y'all just wait a minute?
Everybody step right up, come get your allegations in
What did I say? What did I do?
How is my music affectin' the youth?
How are y'all triggered by somethin' I said in a song?
How am I screwin' wit' you?
Too many cuss words?
Oh, I said "Gucci" and "Louis" and now you're all butt-hurt?
Too slow, rap fast 'til my lungs hurt?
Not enough punchlines in one verse?
I can't win, my mind spins
When I do me, they say "Do him"
When I go hard, they say "Dude, chill"
When I go soft, they say "Go in"
When I go way too controversial, say I do it for the clicks
And when I make some normal music, they say "Dude, I missed the hits"

[Chorus]
(Shut the fuck up)
Shut the fuck up, I do not care
(Shut the fuck up)
Shut the fuck up, you ain't me
(Shut the fuck up)
Shut the fuck up, you ain't no expert
(Shut the fuck up)
Shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up