You love to place the blame on others
But could never see you’re the actual problem
Want to save Gotham
As long as you play Batman
And someone else is Robin
Want the glory
But never want to make the sacrifice
Wolf covered in sheep’s clothing
I’m sick of your crafty disguise

You know the good things
But constantly fail to embrace it
You’re talented, I admit
But you’re lazy, and your talents you just waste it
Snorting lines of coke, resorting to low blows
Oh I don’t know
I think I’m better off on my own
I’m better off on my own

You became lost in
The fame, and the money
Can’t see that you’re toxic
And that you be bugging
Saying that you are destined for more
But your flaws, and tendencies
You continue to ignore
You’re so toxic
God damn, you’re so toxic
A good leader
Takes less than his share of the credit
And more than his share of the blame
You’re addicted to fame
And having everyone know your petty name
You chase
The glitz and glamor
At the expense
Of happy campers
And believe the bigger checks
Are always the answer

I want you to see the errors of your ways
I tried, but I don’t think you’re gonna change
You made a living off dumping others
Sad that I used to consider you a brother
I tried to bite my tongue, but I just can’t
I’m leaving you, I can no longer be part of your camp


I hope you are happy
Are you happy
Don’t ask me
For a favor
When the lights go off
And the hoes leave
Wonder who will save ya
It sure won’t be me
It sure won’t be me
It sure won’t be me
It sure won’t be me

When you’re left all alone
And you sit on your throne
Will you think back and come to admit
That you were on a power trip
Will you come to realize
Those who were by your side
Was right
When they said you have too much pride