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