| I mean I try not to conform on some sheep shit
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| Funny how your strong point could also be your weakest
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| They say that the first wound is the deepest
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| I say that’s the easiest one to be at peace with
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| I think my misery would have y’all in disbelief
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| Swear that alone could get a jury to disagree
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| Should have followed a simple suggestion
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| In the belly of the beast giving it indigestion
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| Remember they said being yourself can’t work
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| I always thought being yourself can’t hurt
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| And if it did, wouldn’t expect y’all to act cordially
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| It’s a much bigger issue, better work out your priorities
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| So I always state my thoughts
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| Knowing they could only judge me if the gate’s not in court
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| Some fought, some feel like a nobody still
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| Bottom line you don’t accept you nobody will
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| Look up out the window, watch weather change
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| Just like people do, and it’s all the same
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| But I won’t change, no way
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| I said I won’t change, no way-ay
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| Joey said sheep, we both shepherds on this record
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| Words are like wool, and I’m stitching em' together
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| Like my heart, when they ripped it
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| And the pills they prescribed, evidently won’t fix it
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| Tellin' me I’m fit to act the role in a script
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| But I ain’t going through the motions they pick
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| Emotions… ain’t designed to be intertwined
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| With fakeness, like the monster of frankenstein
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| Back as a kid, I would never say shit
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| Trapped up in my mind, always feelin' so anxious
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| Guns out, facin' demons like I’m playing doom
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| With no escape route, RUNNIN' FROM THIS PADDED ROOM
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| Change personified, runnin' with me side by side
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| Tryna bag me, but I ain’t talkin nickel-dimes
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| Hiding inside, takes a toll on your mental health
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| To better me, finally had to accept myself
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| Listen, I’m switching up my perception
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| I’m throwin' stones, rippling my reflection
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| In essence, every second gets harder
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| As I grow older, all I hear is ben parker
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| In my ear, tellin' me to be responsible
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| A role model, is seemingly impossible
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| Neglecting… the youth ain’t unstoppable
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| It’s only hard, if you make it an obstacle
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| Conjuring my consequence is nonsense to the masses
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| But I’m on a star mission shootin' like NASA’s
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| And I ain’t losin myself like them boosters
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| Won’t have my team turn on me like John Keuster
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| Lucky if you got a handful of friends
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| Next to fam, that’s all you got to the end
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| So I ain’t puttin on a show or persona
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| If you ain’t gon' be yaself… i’ll disown ya |