What Would You Do?

I got a question for y'all
 What would you do if you were me
 Would you hit record and then start rapping to the beat
 Should I be ignoring the haters and doing me
 I just gotta know what would you do if you were me
 I've been a victim of bullies for my entire life
 Always been trapped in a jar like I'm a firefly
 Smashing and smacking the wall every time I try to fly
 When I was eight I perpetually wondered Why am I
 Being pissed on and spit on and knocked down and shit on
 That kid was feeling withdrawn and lived his whole life tip-toeing
 In fourth grade, Preston blasted the bathroom wall with his dome
 All he wanted to do was rock the motherfucker like a Flintstone
 But he shut down and became an introvert
 Didn't wanna show his true colors afraid of getting hurt
 Even though being a dork is the way he's fucking been from birth
 All he ever wanted to do was to be Christopher
 Then he started rapping and the bullies kept going
 "Chris you're doing great, you should keep it up" said no one
 But I kept showing 'em that I'm not gonna back down
 If you were in my position, I wanna ask now
 What would you do if you were me
 Would you hit record and then start rapping to the beat
 Should I be ignoring the haters and doing me
 I just gotta know what would you do if you were me
 I've been a victim of bullies for my entire life
 Now there's a voice in my head every time I'm tryna write
 "Throw this shit away, Chris, you're only gonna fail again
 Look at all these dope ass rappers, you fucking pale to them
 I know you're tired of feeling like you're an alien
 But come on man, chill out 'fore you start to go off the rail again
 Your rap career stays down under like an Australian"
 That devil on my shoulder keeps talking that shit and drilling in
 "CMB, you think you're really dope
 You're about as versatile with the lyrics and flow as a fucking billy goat
 Every time you send IBGeeZee a song, he's thinking 'Will he choke'
 You better quit right now 'fore you start to go down a hilly slope
 Your wife doesn't believe in you, your friends are behind your back and
 Talking about your dumb ass lyrics and fucking laughing
 Give up on this shit right now, stop rapping"
 Should I listen to this voice in my ear, I'm asking
 What would you do if you were me
 Would you hit record and then start rapping to the beat
 Should I be ignoring the haters and doing me
 I just gotta know what would you do if you were me
 I've been a victim of bullies for my entire life
 But this punk ass little bully is gonna die tonight
 When it comes to his bullshit, I've always been the silent type
 He lit my fuse, now I'm exploding like I'm dynamite
 I'm Christopher Michael, who the fuck you think you're talking to
 You think you're gonna mind-fuck me, well now your balls are blue
 Your plans to keep me trapped here are falling through
 The minute he let his guard down, I flicked his ass across the room
 Now this little bitch has me burning hot like fossil fuel
 I went to the linen closet and got the broom
 Swept his ass up and I told him that he probably should say goodnight
 'Cause now you're gone for good, motherfucker, time to take a flight
 He was begging and pleading and he sounded a little bitter
 Then I took him to the bathroom and I flushed him down the shitter
 I'll be damned if I'mma get knocked down like dominoes
 I'm asking y'all one last time, I gotta know
 What would you do if you were me
 Would you hit record and then start rapping to the beat
 Should I be ignoring the haters and doing me
 I just gotta know what would you do if you were me
 What would you do
 What would you do
 What would you do
 What would you do