Old Byrdy
[Intro]
If I sound like shit, it’s because I’m asthmatic and I have a voice; I was screaming a lot
[Verse]
I’m sure you’re all very familiar with me
But to be honest I’ve said some shit
Shit that would make ya wanna slit your wrist
I wish I could change the old Byrdy
But it’s too late, everything is left in the past as is
Soviet gang will last, I bet it will
Met a couple friends, at least they don’t pretend
Either I’m a lost cause or just don’t know how to pause in the moment
Wish I didn’t say all the shit that I did in 2021
Wish I never broke those many friendships that I did
Wish I could just end it all without anyone noticing
Old Byrdy, stutter in a track
Made too much shit in a big clutter
Looking back I feel so much dumber
No mercy, flawed as fuck
You’ve all came into my Journey
Got a dirty mouth, wonder if it’ll stay until I’m thirty
Always was hard to rap, just got too damn thirsty
There ain’t much to worry about no more
I’m fine and such, I was just an early bird tryna get the better worm
Maybe kind of quirky, but I’m never in a hurry
Sometimes wake up with a blurry vision
This depression I got seems to curse me
It makes me wonder if I’m worthy
Worsley gotten to a point where I want to end it all
No way to fend it off, just gotta blend with the sigh in awe
Got way too much shit upon my chest
Just wanna let it out but I can’t seem to rest
Always snoring on a desk, talk about burning the west
Still do, but let’s get back to the old me
Back where I wasn’t so gold, back where I was too bold
Couldn’t rap cuz’ it wasn’t cold
Just do the shit that you’re told
Or you’ll end up like mold
Some things you cannot hold
Gotta let it roll of the tongue
Music equivalent to dung, the shit I sung
Makes me question what I was confessing
Truly no resting in the lesson
Pressing people way too much
Came to look at the grave that I dug
It’s the old me, all in a drug
Addicted to my mind, it’s like this all the fucking time
Now I’m stuck in a loop of rhymes, ain’t no way to rewind
Maybe intertwine with dimensions, claim what’s mine in decision
Now I’m done tryna rap about the old me
[Outro]
FUCK ahhhh
Man, I just can’t go without breathing
Im done
That’s all the fun you’re getting out of me
I wish I didn’t have a fucking voice crack
I shouldn’t have yelled
My fault, hope y’all enjoyed still