Lyrics Mimicry - Buck Bowen

The big swinging dick is dropping
Hit the floor get ignored man I'm sick of talking
Shut your mouth, watch your back, you spinning off the track
Talking all that poison it's annoying how you live with that

Shh! It's rhetorical, there isn't any more to know
You think you're special you're unimportant though
Look at you all surprised
Thought you were an awesome guy, but you bought into a bunch of awful lies

What a god damn shame
You lost your mind and went off the chain
Now you're so fucking whack
You could jerk off on a spine and ain't no coming back

Bro, you still here? I thought I made it real clear
The dose is too potent for you it's too pure
You need to get a life
Instead of trying to mimic all that shit you see online

Instead of copying that shit on social media
It doesn't really matter, I know you think it does
You believe there's something to it so you try too hard to do it
In the end you end up looking like a fucking doofus

But I get it, one time I was being stupid
Trying to keep an open mind while I listened to your music
The cops showed up and I don't blame them for being dicks
And charging me with 1st degree possession of a piece of shit