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