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Where'd all these suicidal sad rappers come from?
They showed up with those mumble rapper dum-dums
They been prayin' on people with mental illness
And pretendin' to relate to get paid and create a business
They claim to be anxious, say they're depressed
They fakin' it to gain somethin' in common
Tith some fans for a check
It's over-diagnosed so it's becomin' a trend
To say that you're crazy, or insane
Or that you're sick in the head
They romanticize the mental pain
We're barely survivin'
And then they glorify
The men and women losin' their lives
I'm talkin' Cobain, Lil Peep, Winehouse
Jackson, Williams, Cornell, Bennington
Imagine all the icons that we buried
Prolly turnin' in their grave
So they can witness how this sickness
Is gettin' used to get paid
These rappers fabricating symptoms for fame
Their mental illness is the money on their mind
It started rottin' they brains, yeah

Y'all ain't real from the chains to the gear to the grills
Now it's pain, talkin' tears, takin' pills
Y'all ain't real, I can see it in your eyes, all lies
Y'all guys don't know how we feel
Y'all ain't real enough to deal with us
To feel the love, nah nah nah nah
Y'all just make believe, you claim to be
The same as me, nah nah nah-nah

People die from depression, these rappers cry for attention
And it's in every single genre you can possibly mention
From pop to electronic to rock to indie to grunge
They're tryin' to hook you in to usin'
The music like it's a drug
Get you addicted to artists,
They're manufactured to target
All of people in therapy tryin' to deal with their hardships
Crafted and marketed 'til they had you convinced
That if you followed that person
They'll make you fight in your skin
They ain't really tryin' help you
They don't wanna make you better
It's a lie they're tryna sell you
So you always buy their records
If you wanna know the truth
They want you strugglin' forever
So you look to them for answers
With your Visa or your debit
It's like the record labels workin' for pharma
They made anxiety trendy by usin' popular artists
Then use the rappers to promote
Usin' prescription pills to their audience
They created the problem to sell you pills
That will solve 'em, it's brilliant

Y'all ain't real from the chains to the gear to the grills
Now it's pain, talkin' tears, takin' pills
Y'all ain't real, I can see it in your eyes, all lies
Y'all guys don't know how we feel
Y'all ain't real enough to deal with us
To feel the love, nah nah nah nah
Y'all just make believe, you claim to be
The same as me, nah nah nah-nah

Exploiting our problems to benefit
They just wanna get paid
I spent all my money on medicine
Spend all your money on chains
Y'all just exploiting the misery
Poppin' Xannies to fade
Well I'm throwin' ones into therapy
'Cause all I know is rain

Y'all ain't real from the chains to the gear to the grills
Now it's pain, talkin' tears, takin' pills
Y'all ain't real, I can see it in your eyes, all lies
Y'all guys don't know how we feel
Y'all ain't real enough to deal with us
To feel the love, nah nah nah nah
Y'all just make believe, you claim to be
The same as me, nah nah nah-nah
Y'all ain't real from the chains to the gear to the grills
Now it's pain, talkin' tears, takin' pills
Y'all ain't real, I can see it in your eyes, all lies
Y'all guys don't know how we feel
Y'all ain't real enough to deal with us
To feel the love, nah nah nah nah
Y'all just make believe, you claim to be
The same as me, nah nah nah-nah

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