I'm trapped
In the world around me, suburban
Counting what I give and what I get back
Will a new surrounding, with a view astounding, alleviate the drawbacks
Or pullback my mind into the vortex that's more tense and potent
Like a campsite with no tents, or analogies that ain't whack, now tell me
Is it a wonderful sign of the times that my benign mind's tryna align my insides with the designs from dystopian times to fall in line with a lie that's ahead of my time or am I
Clueless like a canine on a FaceTime call, thinking if I dropped the ball
It all would be the fault of me
Cause I normally, don't have a tough time being the anomaly
Well well would you look at the time now
It's half past 12 and my head in the clouds now
I'm on a roll I'm unpredictable
I got my crown on like I'm George The IV now
On my high horse, I'm alone now
Get back fore you get kicked back now
Or kick back with a whiplash, when you get back, fix that
That's my plan of attack now
I'm trapped
I jump on the metronome like it's a telephone
Never not speakin' up
Hope you be takin' down notes I'm professin' to all o' you amateurs
Being an amateur
Well that's hysterical
I'm just being radical, I don't know what the f*ck pulling me close to the stage
If I'm on the opposite side of the crowd with a mic I'll be floatin' up, up, n away
I'm feeling like Bane
I wanna implement radical change
I'm talking within the game
I'm talking bending the rules and changing the way that it's played
Till I'm feeling same, as some of the greats
Who laid down the path, and showed me the way
To ascend to a place where formidable traits ain't gon get you your piece of the cake
But you get to bake
Witness the legacy see how it's made
I guess it's like therapy but for the sane
I'm makin' a mess, I aint' leavin' a stain
If you think you're better, well, let me explain