Monster

They made a monster out of me
They put a shot in my back
They did me to the count of three
'Cause I got some blood on my hands
They made a monster out of me

For every no that I ever heard, yeah, for every doubter that I ever met
Tell 'em that I remember every word, yeah, I really wish that I could see they face, yeah
That ain't the purpose that I wanna serve, yeah, I just really wanna tell 'em thanks, yeah
For telling me I never get a turn, oh they

For the exes that wanna see me fail, reckless until' I'm in a cell, sending texts like I'ma need me bail
Well I guess this didn't pay 'em now, I want a guest list of the CD cells, right
I don't even wanna kiss and tell but I been through hell and I know

For my old friends they used to sit and laugh bout' all the dreams I used to say I had
Never thought they face would have a split in half, see now I'm not around, never come around
I'm too good that I forget to act that what I had to do once subtracted you once I did the math

Every empty promise, empty dollars, every lie that was fallen after let's be honest
Every plan that was put together just for karmas, I've been praying for the best regardless
Telling God that I'm sleeping in vest pajamas
Nightmares of me winning is the best of karmas

They made a monster out of me
They put a shot in my back
They did me to the count of three
'Cause I got some blood on my hands
They made a monster out of me

For every time that I ever felt pain that I ever felt, life was a living hell
Feel like I already failed, did no wanna one tell
I would always sit and dwell about life, and how my back really looked for the knife
How my scars really looked for the wife, I can't even tell the truth to the mic, just know

Don't know who's who from the new school, but the comments on the YouTube
Saying this dem do what you do, if I choose to with a lose-lose
Cause my new views stopping new views and these loose screws
Give me new tools to make new rules, 'cause I know

For the stands and the fans that been filling up the stands with a cam in they hands
Leaving comments on the gram, telling me that I'm the man
That keep sticking to the plan having made 'em feel alive while my head is in a jam
Thinking bout the days when we started in the van
Performing with the band, but we never saw a bang goddamn, I don't think you wanna say

Every empty promise, empty dollars every lie that was fallen after let's be honest
Every plan that was put together just for karmas, I've been praying for the best regardless
Telling God that I'm sleeping in vest pajamas
Nightmares of me winning is the best of karmas I know, I know

They made a demon out of me
Then they put a cross through my flesh
They put a search out for me
'Cause I got some blood on my hands
But they would see me when I'm coming
I'll be laughing, why you running? Oh
Oh, you won't see me when I'm coming
I'll be that monster you've been wanting, oh no