Running through the plains
And the wind hit me
Training so hard
'Cause I'm empty
And honestly, I'm doing better than most
Try to talk shit, but I'm going to riposte
I do the most, but I'm not gon boast
And I was told, that they talk about me
See signs, I know that they gon doubt me
I do this shit devoutly (legalize nuclear bombs)
Wear oversized clothes to hide my body
What am I supposed to do
If my heart
Is full of this cold tinge, blue
("What the f*ck?") (what's the point?)
If you don't even understand my point
And honestly, you never fail to disappoint (me)
Yes, darling, I'm pin pointing
All your finger-pointing, is disappointing
Running through the plains
And the wind hit me
Training so hard
'Cause I'm empty
Yeah, I lack emotion
But I move well with rational
Ra- tional
(f*ck)