[Lyric] The Mirror You Hold To Me / At Least Im Funny (Camboi Smif)

THE MIRROR YOU HOLD TO ME

Damn…
She just blocked me on Instagram
I don’t even know what I did
She won’t respond to my texts
Can’t tell if it’s me
Or if it’s the fear of a feeling
She told me not to take it personal
But I’m a person, though
Wanna know what’s going on
But she don’t wanna talk
Shit’s got me feelin’ a lot like a sad boi
All Summer long
Gonna need to move on
But movin’ on seems impossible
When you facin’ the wall
And you ain’t feel like movin’ at all
So baby, it’s your call
If ya wanna connect again
But I’ll bet you’ll keep blowin’ me off
And act like we never met
Just know being ignored
Is the cruelest form of rejection
Yes, I left you alone with ya choice
But I won’t ever respect it
So go focus on ya ex
But this emotional repression
Is the lowest breed of regression
Seen since folks smokin’ resin
The queen of deception
Pierced through my heart like a septum
Won’t even look me in the eye
Like this is Love On The Spectrum
This is chest insurrection
Girl, you hurt my intestines
You a poisonous plant, stallin’
Ya whole name is a message
And I’m steppin’ outta the whip
Dressed in all pink, as Peppa Pig
Give her that shrinky dink earring
Then wave goodbye forever, bitch
Get the sick vintage silk
From Second Hand Gritts
And disappear in the abyss
Lookin’ flyer than almighty shit
My only wish is for more depth and duration
Of physical relations and philosophical conversations
Feels like we’re still basically strangers
Which makes it even stranger
I made her a tape with more bangers
Than times that I—well…
You know what I’m sayin’
I’m sayin’ you deserve love
And fuck whoever made you think you that don’t
And if you don’t want mine—then fine
That’s how it’s going to be
I can’t find any love for the Self
In the mirror you hold to me

AT LEAST I'M FUNNY

[INTRO]
Nah, da bitch don’t love me
But at least I’m funny
Yeah, I know ya don’t love me
Bitch, I ain’t no dummy
I was gonna be respectful
But aw hell, fuck it
Well, maybe I should chill
Take a CBD gummy
I’m so funny
Nickname silly putty
I should call her diarrhea
Cuz the bitch be runnin’
Now I’m havin’ withdrawals
Like a romance junkie
Goddamn Camboi!
You so damn funny!

[HOOK]
I don’t make a lotta money
But at least I’m funny
I can barely get it up
But at least I’m funny (bitch)
I don’t really love ya
But I love the way ya suck me
Yeah, I rap disgusting
But at least I’m funny (aye)
Aye, at least I’m funny (aye)
Aye, at least I’m funny (aye)
Aye, at least I’m funny (aye)
Aye, at least I’m funny...
[VERSE 1]
I don’t keep it one hundred, but I do stay funny
They call me The Professor, cuz I’m so dang nutty, but
I ain’t yo buddy, bitch—you ain’t my honey
You just Winnie the Pooh, with some cum in ya tummy
And to you, I ain’t nothin’ but some muthafuckin mutton
With the way she lemme fuck her face, that’s a cum-cussion
That’s gotta mean somethin, we won’t last like a suffix
Now I’m Uncle Hank bawlin’, cuz the ass like an onion (uh)
Showed the album art, she laughed her ass off
Showed her moon girl, she laughed her ass off
Really love it, when ya laugh your ass off
All that laughter, now her muthafuckin’ ass gone
How’s this song? Is it funny at all?
Ya goin hardy har-har, or am I fuckin’ asshole?
Gotta give her tickets, for when I perform again
Cuz the two times with her, were my all-time worst performances

[HOOK]
I don’t make a lotta money
But at least I’m funny
I can barely get it up
But at least I’m funny (bitch)
I don’t really love ya
But I love the way ya suck me
Yeah, I rap disgusting
But at least I’m funny (aye)
Aye, at least I’m funny (aye)
Aye, at least I’m funny (aye)
Aye, at least I’m funny (aye)
Aye, at least I’m funny...
[VERSE 2]
Aye, listen wide, sugar pie—I got two sides
There’s a left side and a right side
There’s an inside and an outside
There’s a top half and a bottom half
There’s a front slab and a back slab
There’s a half that loves and a half that raps
I’m a nice boi and a cycle path
Don’t believe me, hook me up to a polygraph
Go on, girl—hook me up to a polygraph
Come take a crack, baby—what’cha wanna ask?
Is the lovin’ a fact?
Yes, that’s a pass
Am I doing okay?
Yes, that’s fail
Alright, fine, I’m not okay—fuck
I mean, this is—this is absolutely psychotic
This song, this whole fucking album
I don’t even wanna be doing this shit anymore, I’m so fucking sad!

[HOOK]
I don’t make a lotta money
But at least I’m funny
I can barely get it up
But at least I’m funny (bitch)
I don’t really love ya
But I love the way ya suck me
Yeah, I rap disgusting
But at least I’m funny (aye)
Aye, at least I’m funny (aye)
Aye, at least I’m funny (aye)
Aye, at least I’m funny (aye)
Aye, at least I’m funny, bitch