Insecure by Trevor XCIX Lyrics
[PART 1 - MIDDLE SCHOOL]
Way back when I was just a little kid
It started with just baseball just a little bit
No, I didn't love it, growing out of it
No, my whole family kept on pressuring
My uniform, oh yeah it fit me bad
"Keep on playing you villain", that's what I heard from Dad
"Keep on whining, see where that gets you"
"You're striking out and I see that upsets you"
[PART 2 - HIGH SCHOOL]
High school drama I avoided it
'Til I grew up and joined all of the other kids
Now I had way too many
Friends, maybe two is plenty
Justin, Juli got me through the thick of it
'Til I fucked it up and threw a big ol' fit
Yeah, baby, I guess I regret it
Fuck, man, I just wish I'd forget it
[PART 3 - TOURING COLLEGE]
*college students chattering*
[PART 4 - COLLEGE]
Sacrifices made
Take my life away
I'vе been having a mood since like 2008
That belligеrent bitch
Who stuck her middle fucking finger
Out the side of her Benz like whatever
But that's the flavor of the month
Just go around and be a massive fucking c**t
I was raised in a fucked house, blame it on that
I was hit with my guard down, blame it on that
I'm on too many fucking drugs, maybe it's that
Or maybe you're the problem, how about you think about that?
Way back when I was just a little kid
It started with just baseball just a little bit
No, I didn't love it, growing out of it
No, my whole family kept on pressuring
My uniform, oh yeah it fit me bad
"Keep on playing you villain", that's what I heard from Dad
"Keep on whining, see where that gets you"
"You're striking out and I see that upsets you"
[PART 2 - HIGH SCHOOL]
High school drama I avoided it
'Til I grew up and joined all of the other kids
Now I had way too many
Friends, maybe two is plenty
Justin, Juli got me through the thick of it
'Til I fucked it up and threw a big ol' fit
Yeah, baby, I guess I regret it
Fuck, man, I just wish I'd forget it
[PART 3 - TOURING COLLEGE]
*college students chattering*
[PART 4 - COLLEGE]
Sacrifices made
Take my life away
I'vе been having a mood since like 2008
That belligеrent bitch
Who stuck her middle fucking finger
Out the side of her Benz like whatever
But that's the flavor of the month
Just go around and be a massive fucking c**t
I was raised in a fucked house, blame it on that
I was hit with my guard down, blame it on that
I'm on too many fucking drugs, maybe it's that
Or maybe you're the problem, how about you think about that?