| They calling me the newest teen prodigy now
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| Sixteen with big dreams, the world’s finally found
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| The next guy to be crowned
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| Still I frown because I’m drowning in stress
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| The amount I’ve allowed to devour my chest
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| It’s just off the meter and leave a Batista diva
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| They see a kid eager and swear that he’s not a leader
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| And I need a reliever
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| My mind’s going through cyclones
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| When others mind-blown like minds in fight zones
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| He might go psycho trying to top Michael
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| But I know my rhymes pyro and won’t spiral
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| Unless it’s vinyl, still it feels like a curse, it hurts
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| To know a verse could lead to me in a hearse
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| Hate’s first, they’d rather see me fail than succeed
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| That’s why I’m alone, on my own with no team
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| Don’t need no green though I got some to spend
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| In the end, all I really need is a friend
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| I’m so, so alone (so, so alone)
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| It’s just me by myself (I'm so, so alone)
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| It’s just me by myself (I'm so, so alone)
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| I said I’m so, so alone (so, so alone)
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| I’m so, so alone (so, so alone)
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| Wish I could find someone who cares just a little bit
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| Enough of being home and alone, I’ve grown sick of it
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| Thinking different so nobody wanted to stick with him
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| And chances getting slim because money finally made it in
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| And I can’t pretend like I don’t hope for friends
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| But I hold my goals and others hold they tens
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| Whether gats, crack or weed, it can’t be me to bleed
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| I got a mother, a sister and future seeds to feed
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| Believe that I’ma get it done, I’m pleading to see some fun
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| Not even on the run and still I’m home thinking in the sun
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| In need of some one or thing to bring me up
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| I’m stuck, yup, I wanna film stuff but get tough lucks
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| Cause there’s no cast, just me (just me)
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| Always just me (just me)
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| I know what I could be but what’s the use of being the king
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| When we die anyway and we could die any day |