[Intro]
Yo, this is TPK; I'm a rapper...
Trying to make it in the game...
I produce my own sh**, I master my own sh**
I mix my own sh**, I record my own sh**
I manage my own sh**, I promote my own sh**
I am the sh**
Label cats don't you dare deny me
Because I'm coming for you
I'm coming for the game
I'm coming for everything...
[Verse 1]
Yo, I'm an artist trying to get my foot in the door
I'm like a gamer trying to get the high score
But they keep changing all the things around
And now it looks like Los Angeles' Downtown
I don't understand, I'm so confused
I like to do my promotion old school
But with SoundCloud it's like a lottery
You can't win, you can't ever get lucky
Then I dreamed that I pulled the lever and win like vegas
Get a career, do d** and get so faded
But that's just a fantasy to me
How the f** can I even tell that apart from reality?
That's what make me who I am, I don't give a damn
I published a lot of songs, how the f** can I even stop fam?
I don't even understand, the game at hand
So therefore I have to keep playing man
[Prelude 1]
I got connections in the industry and they all know me
They don't help me though but I still love them regardless
They're my legends...
They who inspire me to be who I'm supposed to be
Yeah... Going to make in this rap game
Going to get my foot in the door no matter what
Yeah, do this sh** myself man
[Verse 2]
I get very few likes, very few plays
Bandcamp hates me because my music is gay
What you want my music to be sterile?
Like a preset or a profile...
I'm not going to do that! I'm going to keep making my sh** unique
I'm going to keep making original rap until the day I'm weak
And then I'm stuck in the bed, rendered dead
Don't know what I got in my head, I should of been better off ted
It's a dream to become, number one
But when you become that, you become no fun
You become stuck in your formula
And you don't know what to do to become unique
So what the f**, do you even know about this game?
I know everything and it's so f**ing strange
I ain't even been famous, I'm trying to get my foot in the door
Motherf**er I'm trying to win the motherf**ing war
[Prelude 2]
Yo I have lots of dreams I want to achieve
And I'm hoping you can achieve them for me Mr. Label Boss
Really hoping you can achieve them for me
Please don't let me down, I have my faith in you
To reject or accept me
And I won't take getting rejected easily
[Verse 3]
Media doesn't care about an autistic rapper
They all say that I am a slacker
God just give me a south by southwest stage to rock
I don't care if I have to pay to represent the block
See that's the problem, I'm giving away money
To make people see me now isn't that funny?
I'm giving them to s**ups so I'm becoming a who*e
This is what I have to do to get my foot in the door
It's bullsh** I know but I have to go through with it
Because man, if I don't then I'm not legit
And other people will pa** me by
With their s**y sh** that they don't even try with
I try 100% hardest, I wanna change the game
But they forgoe me and it's a shame
I don't understand why the f** I keep caring
I'm TPK, and I have to keep sharing this info to you
Because I'm pissed off!