Timmy Turner

Dark cloud, black sheep the odd man out 

Rainy days are the lowest have no doubt 

I have nothing to be proud of

An angel without a halo

I will never be a great mind like Plato 

So let me unleash this payload, so I can make this bankroll 

A loser with nostalgia, some bitter sweet memories

I'm not becoming violent I just adapted to the environment 

I wonder what life would be like if my father lived to see retirement 

Whoever said money ain't everything a hypocrite 

I look back at my life and reminisce 

All I see is green at the root of every problem 

Hoping someone could help me solve em

But i never got a fairy god mother

I grew watching Timmy Turner wishing he was my brother 

I didn't have nothing but some lint in my pocket

They say education is a ladder but I feel like it's a rocket

But these people are so toxic, so much negativity I can't block it

Driving me crazy to the point where I lost it 

I'm loading this 33. Wishing the people would just let me be 

Praying to god begging to be free, hoping one day I can be me

I lost the feeling in my art, I never knew my heart could get so dark

I'm on the edge and u telling me to jump 

I wish I had a fairy god mother to wisk me away from this dump 

I'm not even going to front im not going to lie I'm a young and Aint afraid to die
 
But I'm praying deep down inside that my dreams would take off and I could fly