[Intro]
I guess I can't do what I want, (why?)
I have to follow the normal like a f**ing drone, (oh)
Why can't I stand up for something that's relatively postponed, (what?)
I mean you can't always win every fight but, (what?)
Maybe if someone tries hard enough it will thin out their sight but, (what?)
I mean momma told me life was a box of chocolates I should just take what I can get, (oh that's nice)
[Bridge 1]
But why haven't I gotten the best ones yet? (I don't know)
I want something to pull me ahead
Yeah sure I've gotten a few keepers like the caramel filling (what?)
Oh yeah and who can forget about the white washing beginning (what?)
Referring to my success is like explaining D&D. It won't work. (why?)
I can't seem to wrap my head around each specific perk
(what?)
I feel your harm, I really, I really f**ing do
But if I can't fend for myself what should I f**ing do? (i don't know)
I'm stuck in this box and I can't get out. (that's sad)
All I can do is just sit and pout
[Verse 1]
I'm a goner The only reason I exist is to criticize
I'm scared of my ending and I fear for attention (you do?)
But all I get in return is spit, sh** and f**ing detention
Everyone keeps telling my sh** is sick (it is)
But the more I listen the more I realize they're just f**ing riding my dick
My music is gone sh**, everything I say ends makes me the culprit (I mean that's not true..)
And I get frowned on daily simply because I don't get lit
I mean, Smoking has ruined 80% of kids
And now they're here trying force them down my throat like meds
As if I never smoked, do you think I just chose not to give a sh**?
But no, Ise is just a f**ing mistake, his rap career is about to break
My music has reached a new version of dull (what?)
It's came from reaching it's catchy a** peaks to a low dull sounding soul
I can't believe I'm not big, maybe I should just go smoke a bowl. (No come on ise, don't do that)
It's f**ing hot in here
[Interlude]
But look, you can't tell me I'm not trying. (I didn't say that)
I've organised more music than half of the folks who try me
Producing has become a chore, since I feel like every person will just ignore
All of the effort I put into the score
I'm such a f**ing mistake drivin' who*e
But really though, have you heard Men Down? That sh** is sick
I download sh**ty beats and get called a prick, but....
Those are the beats everybody f**ing wants. (oh yea?)
So quit f**ing calling me out you f**ing c*nts
I'm sick of it, I really am. ( I don't blame you)
[Verse 2]
My friends block me from life about 20 times a day. (ise)
Never get recognized by music I make but instead by the mistakes I made. (ise)
I spend months working on content to at least get a dap. (ISE)
Instead they push me away and just f**ing laugh at me rap
I don't get credit for the beats that I DO make
I put effort and all they ever want is trap sh** that's making it f**ing big today (f** that)
But for petes sake, that sh** is a flake in a general world is about to f**ing break
I can't f**ing breathe, I'm a baby starting to f**ing teethe
Oh look, it's f**ing Ise f**ing name dropping yet again
But if you cared as much as I do why don't just f**ing lend?
Me and hand, instead I get bent because my friends just tend to fend. (what?)
Off their life away from mine, I'm getting f**ing depressed just thinking about old times
I wish I had myself in check, I'm just such a f**ing wreck
My speech impediment is going to take f**ing control, just give me a sec. (your good... your good)
Please... Just give me a second dude...
[Outro]
Music is getting at a level where I can't keep up. (thats okay)
Because in order to be big I have to at least live enough. (well then just drop it)
I speak so often against myself I'm starting to f**ing flip
But f** it, I'm Emo and my life is just a f**ing skit. (thats not true)
I have to live with it since my only option is just taking sh**
Might as well just swallow two f**ing dicks since that's my musical commit. (thats.... thats gay)
Why can't I speak my mind? b**h such two chodes
Someone save me before I enter my Beast Mode.....