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Ray William Johnson
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Davy Nathan
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Michael Jones
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Aw, you ain't ready for this one
I do believe the captain has turned on the fasten seatbelts sign (Haha)
I ain't tryna flex, but my childhood was turbulent (woo!)
It gave me a lot of scars that are permanent
Problem is, I don't need anybody but I need to be needed
I'm my own worst enemy and I'm undefeated
Used to live with my mom in a one-room apartment
She was on pills, passed out on the carpet
Childhood sucked, I had real bad luck!
When I hit rock bottom, I was actually moving up!
Everybody got some problems, but we don't wanna talk about 'em
I should probably go to the doctor
But instead I went and wrote this song
'Cause that's my trauma
My trauma
That's my trauma and it really fucked up my life
I'm a track star the way I run from commitment
Human pandemic you gon' have to keep your distance
You don't wanna know the things I think about in solitude
Whenever someone likes me I'm like, "What the hell is wrong with you?" (Dude)
And when I wake up in the morning
I don't feel nothin' 'cause I lack serotonin
Only thing lower than my self esteem
Is my chance of achieving any hopes and dreams
Everybody got some problems, but we don't wanna talk about 'em
I should probably go to the psych-ward
But that's what I wrote this song for
That's my trauma
My trauma
That's my trauma and it really fucked up my life
My grandpa got his ass whooped
So my dad got his ass whooped
That's why I got my ass whooped
Did anybody else get beat?
I was only seven and we didn't have tablets
So I played cards with my cousin in the attic
Found a tube of lipstick still in the package
Put a little on me and I looked fantastic
Then we heard someone open up the hatch
And it was step-dad and he started going batshit
He had been drinkin' all day throwing mad fits
Then I heard a bell I was about to get my ass kicked (on God!)
He hit me with the RKO (on God!)
A suplex from the top row (on God!)
I was in serious trouble, 'cause he took my Ninja Turtles and he smashed 'em with a shovel (on God!)
He said, "You're not my real son"
I didn't like the guy, but that one really stung
Since then, I always thought I wasn't man enough
But I won't complain 'cause everybody had it tough!
That's my trauma
My trauma
That's my trauma and it really fucked up my life (deep, it's really deep)
Writer(s): Your Favorite Martian
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