La la la la la
Yeah
Yuh
Yuh
Ariana Grande, yuh (je suis fatiguée, ich bin so moode)
Yes lawd (nah that's not it)
Yes lawd! Yes lawd!
It's lit, it's lit, it's lit, it's lit!
Goddamn
Mustard on the beat
Mustard on the beat
Yeah, okay
Here's a little story 'bout my journey filled with stress
Got real lucky, born with money, tennis was the best
My grandma loves me, and my parents really crossed the net
Built a legacy filled with many smiles and small regret
On paper everything is cool, on paper how could anything be blue?
If you hadn't heard about my scarf well here's my truth
It's wintertime and I'm a child equipped with a butter knife
I'm tryna get my wrist but of course that s**t would never slash
Went to the closet, tried to get my neck attached
It's funny how my closest friends ain't even know all that
It's not like I hid it, it's just a fact
I was a shy lil boy, and sometimes I got fat
And sometimes I got fat on greed
Words I could never unread
I'm the pig in Spirited Away, just like the parents
I hurt everyone so much, at least it ain't apparent
I f****d that up man
Oh I try to fill the void
Lullabies and pats on the back
I'm Jerry and the cat
I'm hiding in a hat
Oh I try to fill the void
I'm trying my best
I'm trying my best
So I cheated on my girlfriends and I cheated on the next
Love is truly weird cuz I was tryna build a nest
And I could theorize it, but it's getting old like Nes
I'm bound to my mistakes, I'm only human, just an older Nes
There's many things I do truly regret
I think I haven't seen myself for what - what was at best
I think the gendering of color's dumb as s**t
My favorite artist's Junkies, they always spit
Favorite people always split, the tab or just a spliff
I really love Brad Pitt, I hope he's not really a d**k
Chances are so low, men are truly raised as garbage
Such the story goes, heteronormative
I think I might be straight, but I think I might have questions
I think that everything is politics no matter the question
I think that peace don't mean no liberation
I never rest, not even on vacation
Oh I try to fill the void
Lullabies and pats on the back
I'm Jerry and the cat
I'm hiding in a hat
Oh I try to fill the void
I'm trying my best
I'm trying my best, yeah
My sister said to drop my cooler music
This crush I still kinda got don't even care about my music
My mom's friend really loves my music
So I put everything on mute and made some music
It's amusing how perspectives always shift on the context
I started rapping like I was tryna win a contest
When I was really just tryna impress
Girls, boys, everyone, I was tryna be seen as the best
The best it ain't for me and the best it don't exist
The best is just a bet that's waiting to be fetched
The game is just a game, if you pause it nothing's really stressed
I hope my friends that wanna kill themselves don't kill themselves
I'm praying, I'm praying for the best
Not even religious but not really against it
I hope no one gets mad at me for never being home
I travel seven seas, I'm tryna see the world
Oh I try to fill the void
Lullabies and pats on the back
I'm Jerry and the cat
I'm hiding in a hat
Oh I try to fill the void
I'm trying my best
I'm trying my best
I travel seven seas, I'm tryna see the world
And the truth is, I like being alone
I love being alone
Oh, I'm tryna see the world
I'm trying my best
I'm trying my best
