I see you’re losing your mind
I see you’re wasting some time
Why are you in such a grind?
Don’t worry, I’ll tell your mama you’re doing fine
Lord
Lies, you told me I was the one with the gun and a toolkit
Why would you pick on a little white boy turned misfit?
I don’t know what you’re doing to me
'Cause it feels like I’m running in circles
While I’m getting sold off for free
You know I’m easy to fool
But I ain’t cut open just to bleed
I see you’re making all the rules
But you’re just giving me more to feed
Lies, you told me I was the one with the gun and a toolkit
Why would you pick on a little white boy turned misfit?
I don’t know what you’re doing to me
'Cause it feels like I’m running in circles
While I’m getting sold off for free
You can’t sell that for free
You can’t sell that for free
Oh, you can’t sell that for free
You can’t sell that for free
Oh, you can’t sell that for free
You can’t sell that for free
No, you can’t sell that for free
Well, you can’t sell that for
Lies, you told me I was the one with the gun and a toolkit
Why would you pick on a little white boy turned misfit?
I don’t know what you’re doing to me
'Cause it feels like I’m running in circles
While I’m getting sold off for free
While I’m getting sold off for free
Getting sold off for free
Getting sold off for free
Getting sold off for free
