Understand

[Verse 1] Everybody wanna be fly, whatever that means Overpriced clothes never seemed to make me happy Don't have tatts of clouds or shooting stars And my lines mention cartoons, I won't be going far I'm from Brooklyn, that's the only + that's on my resume Bound to be a flop and forgotten in your yesterday Never wore shades cuz I want to see the world You could try to hide it all but you ain't Secret Squirrel I smoke on occasion, not every situation Cuz that costs money and I know my limitations 5 days a week you'll see me on the grind I never sold crack or lied in my rhymes Talk is cheap, I blame my father's gold teeth Rapping bout this and that but still I don't see That's crazy but maybe I should ask humanity Do you prefer fantasy or your own reality? [Verse 2] Should I conform to get yall to listen? Thousand eyes on me like I was Relinquish Every song about bitches, bitches & bitches Label it heartbreak and sell it to the women And rap about the Infrareds and UNLV's Solely for the sneakerheads like my kicks define me That club shit is cool, I'm really antisocial I'd rather bring a girl home and take revealing photos Everything ain't champagne, rarely get the top shelf Stuck in hangovers now I'm similar to Ed Helms Got a thing for money and shit I never saw before No one really knows what I truly have in store If I be me and talk about my past Will they pull a Norrin Rad and hop on board? I don't know they're treating me like Troy in this Community But ima Pierce through the hate & change their minds musically [Verse 3] I've learned to understand doubt Why try to fit in when you standout? Pretty soon they gon have they hands out Those who ain't believe must of been on death row Cuz now their on their knees repenting for before If I blow, I gotta scratch some shit up off my checklist Like get my favorite artists on a record Fuck going HAM I'll behead them Then everyone will learn their lesson I am not to be messed with Every hit explosive like I'm writing Tekken And I don't mess with gangs cuz I've got my own henchmen Label me bubble gum? Better be Bazooka Joe Tryna improve but is there any room to grow? Not on that chain shit Yeah I want a whip but I'm slaveless Born a man I never had to change shit I'm guaranteed to hold power like Pete Petrelli Fuck if the people get me, see the world like Hyūga Neji