fake prophet

The only reason I want fame is because I am jealous
My baby girl has had a past with a bunch of very famous fellas
Have you ever hated someone on a billboard in the city?
I could only focus on them whenever she was walking with me
'Cause she was with me

I wanna be the one that's signing signatures
My confidence needs that crutch when I'm with her
I wanna be doing interviews about myself
I figured out a long time ago that I need help

But I know that she don't
Care about this type of shit, oh, but I do
And I know that she don't
Think too much attention's ever good for you, ooh

I will standstill
Even though I think she's gonna run away
And I will fulfill
This fake prophecy, I don't see any other way

My relationship's on the toxic side if you can't tell (I bet you can)
The last two months of my life has been a little piece of hell (I'm burning, man)
I don't think I'll ever tell myself that I might be enough (I might not be enough)
My girl tells me that I'm the one but those three words I never trust
Oh, I never trust

I wanna be on an LCD in NYC (in NYC)
I wonder if my dreams are really what they seem (are what they seem)
'Cause every step I take towards the public eye (the public eye)
I see a little piece of my little baby die

And I know that she don't
Care about this type of shit, oh, but I do
And I know that she don't
Think too much attention's ever good for you, ooh

I will standstill
Even though I think she's gonna run away
And I will fulfill
This fake prophecy, I don't see any other way