Unappreciated

 

I don't know if anybody takes me seriously

they might check me out occasionally

curiously, listening to me why does the lyrical saint write so mysteriously

I'm thinking that it is a conspiracy

cuz everybody is listening so critically

I guess I'm a church, cuz nobody seems to be going religiously

They come in saying: "there's this guy I heard

his rhymes and name are absurd"

Nobodys appreciating how I've made the lines blurred

Do I need to use a fucking curse word

Change my name to: The Janky Present. Cuz I can't rap (wrap)

They're sending me a box of bull shit, cuz it's a load of crap

Maybe I'll change to: Lil Sweaty. Cuz I have no fans

But I'd say my rhymes are more like a god's, less like a mans

How do you think I got here? I'll tell you: IRAN (I ran)

I can't even pin point to when to hate began

I use to write for fun

But now the fun is done

Cuz you're driving me insane

I'll take this loaded gun and put this bullet straight though my brain

But won't, cuz I'm not crazy like the rest of you

I don't want to overdo (overdue) it

But I checked the book out a year ago, guess I blew it

Screw it

You can misconstrue it

But you already knew that the shoe fit

 

CHORUS:

 

I didn't want to initiate it

But I'm unappreciated

I've been manipulated

But still unappreciated