The Intern, The Captain, and Khary.

Lyrics

[Intro] Mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm [Verse 1] Uhhh... I don't know where to start Same kid with the same hole inside of his heart Same big forehead, same hat that I wear insecurely to cover it I'm not feelin' too hot Life is an AC, a cool breeze in the wind I'm a dick, yeah, I'm Tracy, I'm not there for my friends But the Captain said, "It's okay" The devil in my head that tells me that I am so great "Overcharge these niggas for what they did to Lupe, you be straight You could figure out that family shit later, fuck these bitches, get paper" Don't tell me I ain't do favors, I used to intern at Fader's Sat at that front desk for hours, Kanye and Nas, now we major Biggie and Pac were the greatest, but I can't say they the best That's just the way that I'm feelin', I'm gettin' shit off my chest You tellin' me if I make it to longevity You still gonna compare me twenty years after they death? Uhhh... I don't know where to end Sacrificing integrity, I've been trying to win Triple H Pedigree, a degenerate that I am I don't know what I believe in I feel like I've run out of reasons to live, though, I'm not suicidal In vain, but the feelin' is vital Wipe my ass with the pages of Bibles, hit it flaccid, I snuck in the recital Rather a drunk be the one that you lied to A conflicted future and past I'm young, black in America, no escaping my heritage Still I'm full of conviction, I'm writing my own narrative With the voice of Morgan Freeman: what my parents did is not imperative Lived the life of a surrogate Vicarious, a passenger in my own body But the Captain said he got me, "Just drink more liquor, you'll be more social You'll get more women, more people'll know you" I hate being mixey, rather chill up on my own Other nights, I'm tryna find a bitch to bone While my mother squatting in her own home, older brother losing it inside his dome Guess they call it being grown when everything just falls apart Fucking random women every night is overrated Text 'em like home and away jerseys lately, I'm alternating But love feels outdated Been afraid of intimacy since twenty-three, I don't let women close Don't like when they ask about my goals I got dreams you wouldn't understand, I got things you couldn't comprehend Beer cans rattle next to my speakers Every day, I swear, I wanna quit drinking, I just hope I'm not an alcoholic In my forties, paying for a child I'm not supporting Probably better off aborting All this pressure feels enormous, I feel weak I have a hard time seeing myself as a man in the later end of my twenties Uhhh... I forgot where the middle is Point me to where the fiddle is, a genius, the biggest idiot I was mistaken being humble for not taking myself serious It's like I only exist To prove y'all wrong, and when that's done, what is my purpose? A sea urchin just trying to find the point The Intern was a boy, the Captain was his voice And I'm just living through the noise [Outro] This is weird