You said you were LA magic true, acting like the star in LA’s act.
Shit-talking people new to you pretending like your wallet’s fat.
Lying about the fame you knew, talking like a phony rich cat
Like there’s a star on Vine to view, you’re another Hollywood rat
Talking shit but nothing was true, you’re just a bitchy white trash brat
Your lies are your reality, pretending you’re a big comic
Take your bullshit sobriety, you’re a bombing joke atomic
Fake-ass AA serenity, you’re a loser astronomic
Fucking stupid asshole vanity that begs fame like drunks for tonic
You’re an asshole eternally in your comedy neurotic
I just can’t wait to see you fall — I’ll be there laughing hard at you
And when your backs against the wall, I’ll be pointing, smiling at you
When there’s not a soul left to call, I’ll say a loud and hard — fuck you!
When no one’s left to hear you ball, when your fake image fades from view
I’ll be there proud and standing tall, knowing you got what came to you.