I don't have the motivation

There's a bluebird in my heart
I don't know where to start
I'm sick of all the fake
I wanna love em' and I hate it
There's too much on my plate
They wanna sell me low-rate
They wanna take all of my space
I wanna spit in their face
I wanna split em' every way
I wanna tell em' what they ain't
But i can't hold onto this hate
I'm early, and you're late
 
I won't let you slowly kill me....

I don't have the motivation.