Sorry I’m not chained to LA
Can’t dance like Charli or Addison rae 
Wish i looked like the boys you’d see
Scrolling through your attractive fyp 

All these pretty people don’t look like me 
I look in the mirror and break my self esteem 
They can make millions just smiling on screen 
As i go in debt fighting for my degree 

Should I say the n-word or post my nudes 
Will it bring me money or change my mood 
Cause’ I can work so hard and I’ll never be as good you 

Doesn’t matter if I’m racist or wrong 
If you got a six pack then your problems are solved 
And the algorithm will try to hide this song.. 

If I could be perfect 
Would I still be hurting 
Would I be the center of your screen 

If I put on a filter 
Would I be the victor 
Of my social insecurities 

Sorry I’m not trying to be fake 
Don’t have a hype house with fancy gates 
Wish I could look in the mirror and say 
You’re the only one who could make my day 

Don’t wanna feel hyper-sexualized 
But it’s what everybody has to do for likes 
They can make millions just dancing on screen 
As I break my back just to make ends meet 

Should I grind for the camera or make a scene 
Just click for part two and and you’ll never leave 
I can have raw talent but I’ll never be as seen 

They don’t care what kind of person I am 
It just matters how I appear to the fans 
Cause, at the end of the day it’s all about the cash 

If I could be perfect 
Would I still be hurting 
Would I be the center of your screen 

If I put on a filter 
Would I be the victor 
Of my social insecurities