If words and sounds get you so down
That you wanna go and off yourself
I just pray to god you don't reproduce
On your motherfucking way out

NMFP
Not my fucking problem

Every time I open my mouth
You just gotta bring up your past
I won't tailor my point of view
Around your fucking bitch ass

NMFP
Not my fucking problem

Step over you like the trash on the street
Show you how much you mean to me
Cause you weren't, you aren't and will never be my fucking problem