I'm just a pretty boy, whatever you call it 
You wouldn't know a real man if you saw it 
It keeps going on day after day, son 
you fake, and if we don't want none 
I'm sick and tired of people treating me this way everyday
Who gives a fuck? 
Right now I got something to say 
To all the people that think I'm strange 
I should be out of here locked up in a cage 
You don't know what the hell is up now anyway 
You got this pretty-boy feeling like I'm enslaved 
To a world that never appreciated shit 
You can suck my dick and fucking like it 

He had my gun but he had to find the money any say 
He had my gun but he had to find the money anyway 
He had my gun but he had to find the money don't wanna say 
He had my gun but he had to find the money anyway 
He had my gun but he had to find the money any say 
He had my gun but he had to find the money going away 
He had my gun but he had to find the money don't wanna say 
He had my gun but he had to find the money don't anyway 

I'm just a pretty boy, I'm not supposed to fuck a girl 
I'm just a pretty boy, living in this fucked up world 

All my life, who am I?