Peacock

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Everybody wanna know why I started rapping They always ask me why performing makes an artist happy Is it the clapping or the cheers or screams Is being on stage reflective of my fears and dreams I mean, maybe it is for other people I know They always tell me "making music lives deep in my soul I could never live without it, I don't need no hoes I live and die by the music that's my creed and my code" And that goes the same for comedians and actors They labor at their craft for the tears and the laughter They have to, in order to achieve their purpose A source of self esteem when they're feeling worthless But me? I don't need to be a superstar I do it for the same reason white guys play acoustic guitar… Yeah it's kinda depraved When I get up on the stage I'm just tryna get laid [Chorus] I'm a peacock preener I'm a peacock preener I don't have big dreams I'm just tryna get some wiener I'm a peacock preener I'm a peacock preener Showing off my feathers In a public demeanor I'm a peacock preener I'm a peacock preener I don't have big dreams I'm just tryna get some peener I'm a peacock preener I'm a peacock preener Showing off my feathers In a public demeanor [Verse 2] Normal people meet in college or high school Or find a hinge darling from the garbage they swipe through Sounds fine dude, that's not what I do I throw up all my feelings in public and make it rhyme too Mind you, I could quit this shit tomorrow I could leave it all behind with not a little bit of sorrow I could go back to sitting at my office job But then how'm I supposed to find another knob to slob If I stopped hopping on open mics and talking all grotesque No room for imagination, psychological burlesque At an audience that acknowledges my honest perspective And possibly find somebody who is drawn to directness And the true me, and wants to do me Don't want simps or stans, don't want groupies I want a mythical man who sees through me I want a bird of a feather and that's the truth B [Chorus] I'm a peacock preener I'm a peacock preener I don't have big dreams I'm just tryna get some wiener I'm a peacock preener I'm a peacock preener Showing off my feathers In a public demeanor I'm a peacock preener I'm a peacock preener I don't have big dreams I'm just tryna get some peener I'm a peacock preener I'm a peacock preener Showing off my feathers In a public demeanor [Outro] I'm like a peacock when I preen for guys I just showed you my feathers, please reply I'm like a peacock when I preen for guys I just showed you my feathers, please reply I just showed you my feathers, please reply I just showed you my feathers, please reply I'm like a peacock when I preen for guys I just showed you my feathers, please reply
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Credits
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- LEX the Lexicon Artist