Fake Fans - Tom MacDonald

Please don’t make a song on race

Please don’t make a song on guns

Please don’t rap 'bout girls and chains

Please don’t rap 'bout doin' drugs

Please don’t sell out, please don’t fail us

Please don’t kill yourself and blame us

Please don’t blow up, please get better

Please stay underground forever

Please don’t let the money change you

Please be good with what you’ve made

Please remain who you were when we found you half way in your grave

Are you depressed again?

Write about it, please explain

'Cause when you feel like dyin', that shit just helps me through my day

Look I ain’t changin' for a buck, I ain’t changin' for a fan

I ain’t changin' nothin' up this is who the fuck I am

If you fuck with me I’ll hope that y’all enjoy it

Beware of all the fake fans tryin' to destroy it, yeah

I ain’t switchin' it up, I am the man that I was

Way before I blew up, and everyone fell in love

Never once gave a fuck, been doin' me from the jump

And I will never become the man that you wish I was

You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my mama (Yeah)

You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my boss (Woo)

You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my papa (Yeah)

You ain’t the Jesus on the cross (God bless you though)

Please stop using auto-tune 'cause you sound great, I love your voice

Please don’t drink to kill the pain, you sobered up and made that choice

Please don’t stop responding to my comments if you took it wrong

Please don’t ever come down off that pedestal I put you on

Please don’t contradict yourself and make songs with those famous rappers

Please just barely pay your rent, I’ll buy your t-shirt, autograph it

Please don’t ever change your style, or cut your hair, or switch your side

Do that and I’ll leave you, please just stay the same until you die

Look I ain’t changin' for a buck, I ain’t changin' for a fan

I ain’t changin' nothin' up, this is who the fuck I am

If you fuck with me I’ll hope that y’all enjoy it

Beware of all the fake fans tryin' to destroy it, yeah

I ain’t switchin' it up, I am the man that I was

Way before I blew up, and everyone fell in love

Never once gave a fuck, been doin' me from the jump

And I will never become the man that you wish I was

You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my mama (Yeah)

You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my boss (Woo)

You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my papa (Yeah)

You ain’t the Jesus on the cross (God bless you though)

Please don’t talk about politics, please don’t talk about God

Please don’t get no more tattoos, I think you’ve got a lot

Please don’t disagree with me I only want the best for you

I only want what I agree with, I don’t want the rest of you

Please take shots at mumble rappers, love it when you make those records

Please don’t talk about mental health I have never had depression

I only like your songs if when I listen I relate

The rest of your music is just rappin' that I really hate

Look I ain’t changin' for a buck, I ain’t changin' for a fan

I ain’t changin' nothin' up, this is who the fuck I am

If you fuck with me I’ll hope that y’all enjoy it

Beware of all the fake fans tryin' to destroy it, yeah

I ain’t switchin' it up, I am the man that I was

Way before I blew up, and everyone fell in love

Never once gave a fuck, been doin' me from the jump

And I will never become the man that you wish I was

You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my mama (Yeah)

You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my boss (Woo)

You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my papa (Yeah)

You ain’t the Jesus on the cross (God bless you though)

If y’all are triggered bro whatcha listen for

I don’t get it bro act invincible

Y’all are bitches though

I ain’t switchin' bro, nothin’s different no

If you can’t stand the heat then get the fuck up out that kitchen bro

I ain’t switchin' it up, I am the man that I was

Way before I blew up, and everyone fell in love

Never once gave a fuck, been doin' me from the jump

And I will never become the man that you wish I was

You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my mama

You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my boss

You ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t my papa, yeah

You ain’t the Jesus on the cross (God bless you though)

If y’all are triggered bro whatcha listen for

I don’t get it bro act invincible

Y’all are bitches though

I ain’t switchin' bro, nothin’s different no

If you can’t stand the heat then get the fuck up out that kitchen bro