Roast Yourself

## ***Roast Yourself***Single

"**Roast Yourself'** is a comedic single released by Gabbie Hanna on August 1, 2018, through Gabbie Hanna, and was used to announce her third single "Honestly". It was available on iTunes from August 1st-August 15th, before being taken down.

## Music Video

The official music video was released to her personal channel (Gabbie Hanna) on August 1, 2018 and has amassed over 6 million views.

## Lyrics

[Intro]:

Welcome back guys!

I’m gonna roast myself again ‘cause, well, last time it just wasn’t well done…

[First Part]:

Yo, sup! I’m Gabbie!

I’m a high roller, rollin’ through in a brand new Toyota Corolla

Live alone in a two-bedroom apartment, but it’s real cheap, you can tell by the carpet

That’s okay ‘cause I’m never home!

I’m at the gym as you probably know ‘cause I post about it EVERY single time so my weight loss never slips your mind

I’m workin’ out like 8 days a week ‘cause I can’t control myself when I eat (I’m hungry!)

Think I’m an Insta model now, what’s that about?

By the way, have I mentioned that I work out?

Had the glow up of the motha-fuckin century!

But I’ll still die alone eventually

That’s right, I’m single and I can’t keep a man ‘cause I’m crazy in a way you could never understand

Lots of fans but where all my friends and I’m alone every night of the weekend ‘cause my social life’s been in the trash can

Love myself when I’m pumped with injections

Uh oh! Oh no! My views are low!

Looks like my hair has got to go… AGAIN!

But hey, no sweat, no biggie as long as you pay attention to me

Pay attention to me

PAY ATTENTION TO ME

Always say I’m workin’ hard but then again who am I kidding

See my job is a joke, I take selfies for a living

But I gotta say, it’s not no work all play

If you’re not convinced check my resume

Call myself a musician but count my songs: 1, 2

First single “Out Loud” sounds better on mute

And speaking of single, it makes no sense man

“I’m a satellite” but never had a true connection

My music’s underwhelming but my biggest crimes are my New York Times best selling nursery rhymes

STORYTIME!

I admit I may have overreacted and I hope you can see past it if I’m over dramatic

If my antics seem erratic and a touch problematic

It’s an old bad habit

I do mental acrobatics, make the situation seem undoubtably traumatic

When the truth is if you study my intense reactions then my actions are a far cry from pragmatic

It’s a business tactic ‘cause the honest fact is if you break it down it’s really quite systematic

See I have an audience that has a demographic on a platform run by analytics on a platform that’s strictly algorithmic on a platform as long as you’re charismatic then the platform rewards bein’ a dick

So maybe that’s me!

If the shoe fits wear it!

Hey forgive me!

Like this video and share it!

And I think that we can all forgive Bran Le ‘cause he only did what you all wanna do to me

[Twist]:

Overwhelmed, overworked, overpaid

I’m on top of the world, sittin’ pretty on a stack but the static still cracks in my veins

At the bottom of the universe i’m feeling all the weight

People die for this

People lie for this

People suck and fuck some guy for this

Pay the toll for this

Sell their soul for this

Play the part but what’s my role in this

I’m not built for this

All the guilt of this

And i don’t think i can deal with this

I’m too old for this

Gonna fold from this

People starvin’ and i get gold for this?

You all chalk me up as some whiney fuck, who’s stressed by success like my life sucks

I get it, I know, its such a conundrum

I get what i want but i can’t have much fun with it

It’s not the fame or the money i’m yearnin’

I don’t give a fuck about what i’ve been earnin’

But each day i wake up more blessed and i’m learnin’ of all of these people I’m least to deserve it

I don’t deserve it

I try to be perfect

I’ll never be perfect

I’m not worth it

Keep lookin’ for answers i swear i’ve been searchin’ but come up short

And I give up quick ‘cause if I found it I think I’d be scared of it

You don’t see the scene that’s behind the screen and I urge you all to beware of it

It’s an interesting dichotomy of monetized sincerity

Stir up my insecurity with constant uncertainty

generation of anxiety

The “look at me” society

Dubiety of piety

The gods all suffer silently

I’m sorry for my obsession with attention

I have ungodly fear of rejection

My apprehension and objection is the viral infection of dollars and followers in place of affection

What I need is a human connection

Not blue light and a foggy reflection of my misconception of my own perception

A result of way too much introspection

They find my disinterest interesting

My depression, a funny thing

My decline is relatable

People love that I hate myself

Yeah, they love that I hate myself

People love that I hate myself

People love that I hate myself

People love that I hate myself

I climbed out of my head and watched myself implode

A thought without a body ought to be a shot to take a load off

My brain is poisoned and i’m searching for the antidote

But every time i find it my defenses scream “oh, no you don’t!”

Woah

But it's fine

No, really I’m fine

It’s just a matter of time

You’ll lose your mind and not be fine from time to time

I’m not crazy, but I feel crazy all a sudden in a city never seein’ snow or rain or leaves in autumn

Lose yourself in seasons

Not remembering that you forgot ‘em

Knocking on my door, I can’t confront ‘em so i lock them out

But I don’t mind

No, I really don’t mind ‘cause believe it or not it feels good to be forgot from time to time

So forget me and please, God, forgive me

If you feel a touched underwhelmed

By all my overwhelming negativity

Who am i and when?

When’s my work day end and where does me begin?

Are these my colleagues or my friends?

On a scale of ten to one do you hate who i’ve become?

‘Cause I hate who i’ve become

I’m sorry for who i’ve become