​and that’s me Rav

[Hook]
MAMA SURE AIN'T RAISE NO PUNK
NO, INSTEAD SHE RAISED SOMEONE INSECURE AS FUCK
AND THAT'S ME
YEAH, THAT’S ME (ha ha ha ha ha, yeah)
[x2]

[Verse]
Look
I don’t believe in compliments directed at me
But I trust criticism, I dissect it badly
I overthink, don't talk about it, never happy
Shit, I don’t accept no help
And truth is, dawg, I never have been
I’m sure I've friends only cause they don’t know me well enough
Otherwise they wouldn’t ever fuck with Beelzebub
I hate cameras, mirrors, most reflective surfaces
I’m an assortment of many nervous ticks, they set me up
Upset as fuck as soon as I open my eyes each morning
I let y’all slide each time and I despise me only
My face looks stupid, my stature stupid, my hair dumb
My friends? But a fluke
Qualities? We share none
I’m short
Short-tempered, short on rationale
My bark big, my bite not, I’m a tragic file
Even in my own shoes barely last a mile
Not convincing when I crack a smile
As a child