Where the Wild Things Are
VERSE I:
This is where the women never celibate
Get loose and bust it open for the hell of it
Intelligent but the head stay dumb and it's wet and quick
And they ain't on that simping sh**
Cuz it is what it is n***a, get a grip
In this world of fetishes we mix hardcore with etiquettes
See what this is is crosses between pipe dreams and unlawful business
Piping an accomplished chick, while riding your last dollar spent
Surviving this environment, we ciphering gas cuz it's high as sh**
Welcome to the lion's din, where the King reigns supreme and I am him
The highest in society, none flyer in this hierarchy
Baby if you're bias and you're bi you can ride with me
Make sure you bring back up you can tag in because I am greedy
I can dissect a bi-s**ual in lightnings speed
See women coming after me so n***as coming after me
But they don't bring half the beef, cuz blasting me is blasphemy
It's hazardous so I suggest you kick it and fall back some feet
Asking for catastrophe, you gon' need protection, McAfee
How can it be? It cannot be, no it cannot be
Nobody knows the path I lead, no bodyguards no backpack
Because nobody got my back like me
That's all bad like Kardashians, got a popular stranger's imagination
Imagine when I make it, every conversations I'll gladly say
CHORUS 2X
You could be friendly or you could befriend me
And break down the walls I've built to keep you from entering
And still I'm in a room full of people and I'm still by myself
I'm in a room full of people and I still tell 'em
VERSE II:
It's wild ain't it? Call it wishful thinking
Like my thoughts are renovated to an optimistic thinker
This is where the window pane's an outlet for a winner's thinking process
Just to process information more than Windows screens
Here there ain't no hatred cuz they say it right up in ya face
We hitting shops from picking pockets, blowing it like Nintendo games
We showing off new whips you can't, they cold and y'all pretend those ain't
I demonstrate and innovate, the type to go against those grains
The type to show no physical pain, it's all covered up through fantasies
But there's a thin line between genius and insanity
Can it be I block out all these folks to keep me focused?
But the irony of it all is that my lonesome keeps me social
Going postal is where I'm supposed to go and knowing certain sh** you ain't supposed to know
The wrong place at the right time cuz these darker days got me feeling like I'm supposed to blow
So I pray for the rain on better days, I got a popular stranger's imagination
Imagine when I make it, every conversations I'll gladly say
CHORUS 2x
Im all alone, with no one else
In a room full of people, im still by my self
BRIDGE 3X:
As my mind is shuffling thoughts, the club lights came on and I'm stuck in the dark
I'm in a room full of people and I'm still by myself