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How will you tell your kids, your shameful truth?
"Your mom was a groupie, a talentless slut"
Rot in your choices, your hollow disguise
A used-up toy with empty eyes
She's a talentless groupie, a wannabe star
She opens her legs to get into the fucking bar
I built my name with sweat and skill
While she kneels for men, cheap fucking thrill
She dreams of DJ booths, lot of lights and fame
But all she's got is a hollow fucking game
A DJ? An engineer? A Event planner?
Please
Her only talent is dropping to her knees
Talentless groupie for MAMA's light
A cheap fucking ride for a Saturday night
You can't be anything like me
You a broken puppet with no Destiny
Talentless groupie for MAMA's light
A cheap fucking ride for a Saturday night
You can't be anything like me
You a broken puppet with no Destiny
You wanna be anything like me?
You live a retarded fantasy
Don't copy my work, don't wear what i bought
You'll never be more than a talentless whore
You wanna be anything like me?
You live a retarded fantasy
You copy my work, don't wear what i bought
You'll never be more than a talentless hoe
(...)
You couldn't be anything like me
You couldn't be anything like me
You couldn't be anything like me
You couldn't be anything like me
You cannot be anything like me
You cannot be anything like me
You'll never be anything like me
You wouldn't be anything like me
(...)
She's a door, electric and wide
Opens for anyone who steps inside
A Tammy Parra wannabe
Arigameplays' clone
A TikTok whore with a brain of stone
Downgrade to KAOS, 'model' in name
A pity hire, drowning in shame
Her mom left her crying on her birthday
Did not learn to be someone
You wanna be anything like me?