[Intro – lazy bass line, brush drums]
Yeah… this one’s for every fake smile at dinner.
Every “be nice to your step-mom” speech I ignored.
I moved across the damn world just to stop hearing your voice.
[Verse 1 – slick, tired flow]
You’re so fucking stupid, it’s like a talent,
Always talkin’ big with no balance.
You think you’re classy ‘cause you shop on credit,
Bitch, Target called — they said you still ain’t paid it.
You’re fake as the smile you wore to church,
Preach love, then gossip ‘til your throat hurts.
You act like queen of this messed-up throne,
But every word you spit sounds second-hand grown.
[Hook – jazz chords swell]
I’m so tired of you… yeah, I’m tired of you.
Moved halfway ‘round the world just to dodge your view.
Every dumb thing you say still breaks through,
You’re so fucking stupid — it’s practically you.
[Verse 2 – sharper tone, trumpet hits]
You called it “tough love,” I call it control,
You treat drama like cardio — keeps you whole.
You got Botox, lies, and cheap perfume,
That mix could clear a crowded room.
Tried to pray for patience, God said “nah.”
Even angels dipped when they saw your car.
You think you’re deep — you’re a kiddie pool,
And somehow proud of being cruel.
[Bridge – smoky solo, bitter laugh]
You said “respect your elders,” like it’s earned by fear,
But respect ain’t free just ‘cause you married here.
You didn’t raise me, you just raised hell,
Congratulations — you did it well.
[Hook – sax takes over, full band builds]
I’m so tired of you… yeah, I’m tired of you.
Moved halfway ‘round the world just to dodge your view.
Still your dumb words echo, breaking through,
You’re so fucking stupid — that’s just you.
[Outro – piano fade, sarcastic toast]
Here’s to peace, freedom, and noise-canceling flights.
And to never hearing that stupid whore call
Again
