It seems to me, that rebellion has become a commodity.
Hipster proud paradox, you do it for the irony.
Like damn, I do me, but it’s sure getting’ crowded.
House shoes an black socks, yeah dog, im about it.

In school my GPA was like a one point six.
Because I bought and flipped, an didn’t really give a shit.
But I aint missed it, I twist it, this lil homie gift(ed).
Nothin’ stopped me movin, I’m prepaird to go the distance.

Now I aint lyin’ mane, listen what I say,
Im speakin like I’m thinkin, an this call is three way.
Hear it from the basement, up to the rooftops,
Just say my name, and I’ll bring my flow on lock.

T-shirt beast, in the street, in the slippers.
Middle school, I read The Giver. Im chillin wit her.
No bottles, no ice, no poppin, G6.
Yeah I am the fix. So mixin it up, what’s the sitch.

*No promises mane, got ‘em crossed behind my back.
Change it up in a second, if it keep me on track.
Ya honor, let the record show there was no attack,
Be exact, keep to the facts, an never slip into the cracks.*

Jakey chillin for a while, it makes me smile.
Sun shine like a gift, and the thought go a mile.
Blessed is this day, cause my life full of love,
Floatin’ up above, with it all in one piece cuz.

Though I guess you could still say that I’ve settled.
But homie that would make you the pot, and me the kettle.
Strong as metal, yeah, not unbreakable by any means.
So with regaurds I’m send out these pipe dreams.

L B C C livin, baby steps.
Growin’ up one day a time, not inept.
I rolled the punches, like a wrap.
Problems at my back, goin forward, now recap.

Yeah, that’s the life, and for now it’s golden.
Thinkin, “Guess my summer stolen, but I ain’t foldin”
Assured (Uh-showed) them, that im fine. An my mind open.
Get with the motion of the ocean, hit a home run (hoe-m run).

*No promises mane, got ‘em crossed behind my back.
Change it up in a second, if it keep me on track.
Ya honor, let the record show there was no attack,
Be exact, keep to the facts, an never slip into the cracks.*

I wouldn’t say that I’m a liar by nature.
But I aint see no problem with omission, check the mission.
Livin no superstition, real talk, first eddition.
I am the definition of under-achiever swag.

Tryna find baseline, where the x-axes?
Origin out of reach, stuck in the blackness.
Aint seen anyone in a while, call me tactless.
Outsider status. Dude, bein me takes practice.

Call it madness, epic viral video status.
Glass ceiling barricade, my lines cracked it.
Nimubs clouds exhale, yeye I had this,
Bumpin rap shit, what you mean I’m the wackness?

Yo whatever, I know I’m better then the average.
No plans to let haters pile on the baggage.
Work my magic, havent heard me? Mane that’s tragic.
So listen up, while I lay it down for my faction.

*No promises mane, got ‘em crossed behind my back.
Change it up in a second, if it keep me on track.
Ya honor, let the record show there was no attack,
Be exact, keep to the facts, an never slip into the cracks.*