Don't Bother Video (MV)

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Hey, um, it's been a while since you've seen me
I just wanted to check in and let you know I'm here
I don't necessarily get it
Hey man, I just wanted to call in and check on you
I know you got a lot going on right now
Are you seriously going to ignore my call
I believe in you
After we made plans
Bro, you always do this shit
You say everybody's a fake
Everyone's a flake
But when you make plans, nine times out of ten, it's you who chances
It's not that no one wants to hang out with me
It's that you don't want to hang out with us
Or that you don't think you deserve funny
I'm fed up
I'm fed up with this shit
I give up
I'm done
I'm sorry
I promised I would change
I promised I would do better
But I'm just a f*cking piece of shit
I just keep f*cking up everything
I don't
Try and find a motive
It's starting to feel hopeless
But I gotta keep going
Gotta keep moving forward
Where am I headed
Can't put my trust in any of you
Y'all deceptive
Reach it for a piece
He's no longer who I pretend to be
If that's who you seek, put some concrete on your feet
At the bottom isn't meant for me
Tryna stay ahead of the curve
Tryna figure what is my worth
I struggle with my words
Who am I
Classic case of tragedy
That was in rewind
Whose tryna play it safe
Just give me space and time
Not trying to be played for pawn
Hence why all my towers are in place
We ain't Dutch, but that's how I defend my base
My bishop has me questioning my faith
Most of these hoes aren't in my league
They the type I wouldn't buy ring
She's the type I would give a ring
If I'm needing a fling, I don't need her to cling
She keeps me in check as if I was her King
This bitch is a Gambit, not even the Queen
It makes no sense why they pretend that they get me, they end up my enemy
Now they trying to be friendly
Frankly, I fake how I feel
Don't be sorry
Be better
Then pursue this endeavor
I
Promised I wouldn't ever stoop to this level
But too many of you f*cks left a chip on my shoulder
I think I told her I need to let go of this boulder
I never fold to assumption
Cause I'm not in construction of drama
Unable to see
Understanding the tricks up my sleeve
My glorious purpose was being opposite of being attracted to thee
Simply, my cards prove the gift that my hand has given me
F*cking hell, dude
You know, like, I originally had a different kind of intention with this song
But this beat's getting me kind of feeling different
If you know what I mean
Like, I just can't
A veracious vendetta filled vixen who would viciously bury his victims underneath a deck with ventilation
Never meant to vacation at the afterlife
No drinks to be named after
Like V, that was the fee
Solitude to the quiet life
Ended up haunting my nights till a deal broke through the realm of dreams
Wake up to reality
You're begging to be free to a fortune and great fame at the cost of your name
As appealing as instant gains
Your instincts suggest patience is the game
You've never been one to gamble your life away
That won't ever change
Your chance of moving forward is the only way you'll break loose of these chains
Nothing is what it seems
A nuisance since I started pursuing this music till I collapse
And up losing my focus for only a moment
It only takes a minute to lose my motive
I was down abusing a bottle every second for six months
I got replaced with what I thought was true love
F*ck
Down in the gutter
Barely able to utter any respect for the man that I see in the mirror
Till it became crystal clear
Realizing what steered me in this direction was my obsession to reflect upon my past
My presence is a menace to those made of glass
My tongue is made of gold
My hand is made of silver
My ass is made of cash
I'm bringing down Arasaka like Hiroshima in the past
Sound of silence from the lambs
I be damn stuck in the grips
Can I get a f*cking grip for a moment
Just for another moment
Put the bullet to the membrane
Act like I don't exist
Anyways, what the f*ck was I even saying
Like, what the f*ck was I even saying
The green getting me in a mood where it turns out my tunes need a little fix it up
Fix it, Felix
I ain't dealing with the bullshit my outfit suggests
I ain't appealing
I ain't displaying the lack of conviction
I'm addictive so I must ask
How's your day been
I ain't sure where I'm headed but we'll see where it goes
F*ck
You are Death
And I don't mean it metaphorically or rhetorically or poetically or theoretically or in any other fancy way
I'm death
Straight up