Hey Look at me I’m skating on thin ice To raise the stakes Brought a sledgehammer, yeah To roll the dice Hello out there To all you phonies Yeah To the ones who Never tried a damn thing in their lives What the hell is wrong with me? I’m not the one throwing shade You see If there’s a problem in this scene Is it you Or based on reality? Maybe better luck next time You’re a hopeless casualty Yeah Maybe better duck next time When I swing this honesty You sit and point From your imaginary throne Crowns made of comments Hard as styrofoam You call it “tough love” I call it dead weight I’m done staying quiet Let it detonate (oh!) What the hell is wrong with me? I’m not the one throwing shade You see If there’s a problem in this scene Is it you Or based on reality? Maybe better luck next time You’re a hopeless casualty Yeah Maybe better duck next time When I swing this honesty If I’m the villain in your story At least I stood and took the swing You just sit there safe and sorry Scared of breaking everything (yeah) What the hell is wrong with me? I’m not the one throwing shade You see If there’s a problem in this scene Is it you Or based on reality? Maybe better luck next time You’re a hopeless casualty Yeah Maybe better duck next time When I swing this honesty Copyright © 2026 by The November Son. All rights reserved.
