[Verse 1:] I try to get the most up out of each and every day
That’s why I make approach to learn and teach in every way
Constantly adding to the white matter and grey
Taking in the music and the things that people say
The birds and bees; the words and trees; the traffic on parade
The urgency to learn from me and all of my mistakes
It’s worth the search for love even if your heart always breaks
And put a whip to fears like Indiana Jones and snakes
You can’t put me in a category or enclosure
I’ll be sure to tell my story- won’t give in to the exposure
I won’t tell you my plans: no you won’t get full disclosure
But please don’t get upset, and try to keep your composure
“There’s no point in living if alive ain’t how you be”
I’m talking like double-0 seven but I’m more like double-9 more three
A little bit pretentious and I don’t call my friends “homies”
If you want my attention then please do not go and “bro” me
Don’t be walking, talking, acting like you know me
Thinking you can peg me down then pin me and upshow me
I was always here and I just needed time to grow, see
Into the gentleman that you see standing before thee

[Hook:] I’ve got a couple dollars and a place I call my own
I’m somewhat of a scholar, but that’s only when I’m stoned
I get some looks for things I say, my manner, and my clothes
But I’m just doing me; I guess that’s just the way it goes
I get some people mad because they’re just trying to crop me
But I don’t slow it down because nobody can stop me
I live out my dreams and I spend my own residual
I am all that I seem, yes I am an individual

[Verse 2:] What’s wrong with being different, why this cookie cutter crap?
They tell us things of value only come in plastic wrap
I know the things are shiny but I’m telling you it’s a trap
So while you’re out chasing normalcy I’ll just take another lap
They’re trying to conform me “just be normal” they implore me
But that don’t sound like living that sounds more like a chore see
I think some people wonder why the “in” crowd hits me sorely
The problem with the popular people: it’s that they bore me
The things I say and do were specially chosen to restore me
To who I want to be and back to all my former glory
The drama that you bring to life is laughable like Maury
If I happen to offend you then yeah yeah I’m sorry
But truly that’s the cruel world into which my mother bore me
So scared to be ourselves it’s like pop culture went on morphine
The guises that they wear are lying on their faces poorly
For real: I saw 10 other ones like you girl just this morning

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[Verse 3:] Last year for Halloween I dressed like Michael Jackson
Wearing a red leather jacket, grabbing my pants and
Overall it was a pretty good reaction
Most people think I’m nuts, but at least I got some action
I couldn’t tell you why I like clothes so much
I’ve had some people ask me if I homo such
That I would go and give them all a promo touch
But I’m not in the closet I’m the china set in your hutch
The rarest thing you have and the prettiest too
Flowers were kilned on me what am I supposed to do
Start taking chips out my pot like a chip off the block would do?
I’ve always had a lot to do now I’m finally pulling through
I’m done with matches and I’m done with being bruised
I’m always starting fires but this time I’ve been defused
I’m meant to be admired and not meant to be used
I guess the ones who ever conspired just got confused
I won’t be an abuser and I will not be abused
I will not be called a loser and I will not be refused
I like my life amusing so I strive to be amused
And I got a lot left, so if it’s cool then I’m excused