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[Intro 1]
[Em]

[Verse 1]
What is perfect? [Em]Not me
I've been overworking for weeks
I go home then pur[C]chase some things
That I know will not fill [Em]my needs
Have a dose of what I've achieved
Then get [C]lonesome and I critique
[Em]Who I am and what I believe
[C]Make up standard[Em]s too
high to reach

[Verse 2]
Untrained [Em]animal off the leash
I'm in pan[Am]ic, but yet relieved
Brought your hammock
to [Em]hang with [Am]me?
Grab [Em]a hatchet, cut down your tree
Like a mannequin that can speak
What I have in store [C]is unique
[Am]I just mop the f[Em]loors with [Am]MCs[Em]
I [Am]can't stop [Em]until things are clean

[Verse 3]
I'm an [Em]amateur's what you think
So you stand there in disbelief
'Til I dislocate both your feet
That's what happens, you step to me
Not too graphic, but not PG
Lots of action in every scene
I'm kidnapping all of your dreams
Hold 'em hostage and watch
'em scream (ah!)

[Verse 4]
Rap aside, I am what [Em]I advertise
Don't matter how you put it, we live
Then we have to die
You might hate it, but you can't deny
See, everything that I've been doing
got me looking like a mastermind
It's so vain, but I vandalize that I
do what you fantasizing
Took a vision of my dreams
And then found a better
way that I can make it
I've been looking,
think I'm really 'bout to maximize it (agh!)

[Verse 5]
These bullets form in [Em]my mind and come
out my mouth and (pow, pow, pow)
For anyone out there doubting or acting
mouthy (watch, watch, watch)
Forget what you heard about me,
I've been astounding (God, God, God)
Something for you thinking you
might run circles 'round me

[Verse 6]
Yeah, ain't this all [Em]I ever wanted?
That's a fact, no, that's a lie, no
I'm confused, yeah, I got problems
What's the use? Yeah,
let's be honest
Screws are loose, I need 'em tightened
Not amused, yeah, look what I did
Brought you something, hope you like it
So precise, the flow the nicest
So productive, stop your whining
Back in style like I was vinyl
I make songs and they go viral
Something's off if I go idle
"Been so long," yeah, okay, I know
Take your shoes off, you're in my home

[Verse 7]
You got fans, but not like I do, yeah
[Em]Thankful, I try to be,
can't contain what's inside of me
They don't like this side of me
'cause I lack in compliancy
I question what I can see if
you're not playing my CD
No expiring, I'll decide when I think
it's my time to leave (woo)
Yeah, 'cause they won't retire me,
it inspires me to be inspiring
When I'm low I feel like I'm spiraling
Pushing forward, look, I can't ignore it
There ain't no I in team,
but drop the T and A
Sometimes, if I'm being honest,
feels like it's only me
No defeat, notably,
better have it right if you're quoting me
Write my name on your hit list,
it might be the last time you wrote something
Rip that cocky smile right off your face
for thinking you're close to me
Grab a can of gasoline,
light it all over your self-esteem

[Verse 8]
Selfishly [Em]Selfishly watching y'all helplessly
pretend you're on my planet
Shoot you out of the sky like you're
punchlines, you are not landing
Gun jamming, reach in your mouth and rip
out your tongue after tongue
Lashings, I hand 'em out like pamphlets in church,
pastors
Show up to my funeral wearing all black,
and what's happening?
I look around and wonder,
"Where my fans at?"
Oh Lord, they know me so well,
they know I'm not in that casket
Trash bag is prolly buried
[D]somewhere [Em]full of my ashes

[Verse 9]
[Em]My music's superb, playing with words,
play with my nerves
They gon' have a list of
issues long as my shirts
Very absurd, very disturbed
Stare at the Earth like,
"This is not the place I was birthed"
I'm generic, you sure?
Oh, they think I'm very reserved
'Til I open up on the beat
like on my Therapy work
I don't care what you heard,
real scary, carry the verse
While I'm wearing my merch', stomping
on your arrogant turf

[Verse 10]
Sit back [Em]and observe, nah,
I [C]like to actually work
This [Em]life's so unpre[C]dictable,
it [Am]just keeps pitching [Em]me curves
I take a [D]swing, I [Em]hate the things that
make me feel like I'm dirt
I've [D]patiently been [Em]waiting, please,
I think it's time for my turn
My expertise are melodies,
they talk to me when I'm hurt
[Am]Just let me be,[Em]
eventually someday they'll see what I'm worth
I cross my Is and dot my Ts,
it makes no sense, but I've learned
Normal to you is not to me,

[Outro 1]
the outcast finally returns
[Em]