How it is to be me

L...

What?

What Are you doing?

Nothing.

*Closes computer*

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Ok well dinner is almost ready.

Ok.

*opens computer*

Here we go...

 

My shoes are full of my issues

I get views but I refuse to use it and show it

Im legit, yes, but I hide all of it

I lied about it, Im just full of shit

Take a hit man.

Do you think Im superman?

Naw man, Im a fucking reckless menace

Im restless, but I rap endless

I careless for what ya´ll say

anyway, everyday, I get on here

Than make a rap, without leaving any slack

I try to attack as much as I can before my plan falls

And then my eyeballs start poring like waterfalls

My thoughts are mine, not yours to design

Since I redefine English, I diss on basis

Just to cause fuss, cause im a genius when im furious

 

You don´t know what it´s like to be me

Hiding in my bedroom till I can´t write

By night I try so hard just to reach far

Im not a rockastar, I dont even have a guitar

Being me is hard, when your always on guard

Cause you´ll never know when my parents will come in

And all of this will end

 

I started back in 24, just trying to get attention

But tension is rising, so I might as will be fighting

Until I start finding a way to start smiling

Hiding shit from your own parents is hard

Did you read my card?

I keep up my guard, making sure my rap is sharp

I never want to restart since I already reached far

Im not a superstar, but my rap is fast like a nascar

Now that's a scar thats never leaving my avatar

I try to be semi, and hand out plenty

Im deadly but also friendly, Im barely even scary

But I dont carry a dictionary, so that should be scary

My vocabulary is legendary

Rappad is my Sanctuary

My Imaginary has a vision

And it is to be livin´ a good one

And not hidin´ for so long

Just waitin´ until my mom walks in

And that will be my end

 

You don´t know what it´s like to be me

Hiding in my bedroom till I can´t write

By night I try so hard just to reach far

Im not a rockastar, I dont even have a guitar

Being me is hard, when your always on guard

Cause you´ll never know when my parents will come in

And all of this will end

 

(One more time)

 

You don´t know what it´s like to be me

Hiding in my bedroom till I can´t write

By night I try so hard just to reach far

Im not a rockastar, I dont even have a guitar

Being me is hard, when your always on guard

Cause you´ll never know when my parents will come in

And all of this will end

 

I wish I can go back

Get back on track, and not act like a maniac

Tell my parents on what smack i do

Which is this, dont worry im not through

Theres no issue, Ill come true

maybe in thirty two...