Lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm a nervous and confused little boy Overworked from what I'm working to avoid What is not besides the point? Is it ego that sometimes I don't control? And the wounded child inside me That sometimes I don't console Though I'm grateful, there are times When I forget that things are great Thought I'm loving, when I'm reeling You may find me feeling hate My great uncles and great aunts Would do a dance to make it rain Though I'll end up getting paid This is a play that'll make it plain [Verse 2] Yo let me see, I'm obsessed with being the best that I can be And I'm just about as funky as a monkey in that tree Yo I'm just about as funky as a junkie feeling jumpy Any oatmeal daily weekly monthly, be it smooth or lumpy I don't make decisions based on what will happen or will not Cos acting like I know would only show that I forgot Remembering that I'm subject to the forces that are God's Keeps me constantly receiving even should you think me odd [Verse 3] I'm not being dark but till the day that I've departed Right up till I rest I'm on the quest to get it started Shouts to anybody tryna shed a heavy harness Sometimes being an artist leaves you feeling heavy-hearted I'm not tryna cake up, I just wake up and be rappin' By the force of habit, I don't know, it's gonna happen Mostly I be thinking don't be drinking, don't be yacking I'm not tryna hear what's on your hip, yo quit your yapping I ain't never asked to be the nicest on the planet Just because I am, don't think I'm taking it for granted Branded cos I'm different but that doesn't leave me stranded Currently my district is specific to Atlantic When I get the call I get it popping on the double Trust me I be rocking like I'm Fred and Barney Rubble There is not a rapper who's equipped for starting trouble Homies if you [?] see me with the Hubble No one in the know is gonna claim I'm talking wreckless I'm so hungry, way beyond just dinner lunch & breakfast Now I'm tryna figure out what'll trigger my defences Sorry for before in my career when I was sexist 'Fore initiation you might think that I'm a wacko Lose your reservations and you'll see that I'm a capo You are nothing less, there's nothing left for me to tackle But trying to regurgitate the tree of knowledge apple