Booth Confessional

[Verse 1] I'm not exactly cool, I'm still a fucking virgin You see me around school and ask yourself, worth it? Some people say I'm hot, they know that I'm not So my focus is on music, every ounce that I got Every ounce of this pot bout to go up in flames On my Cheech and Chong shit, I'm swerving through the lanes Rocking a white Hanes, and some fresh orange Nikes I always stop and wonder, is this the life? It might be Or it might not, will I ever know? Tell me what to do yo, someone please show Me, and help me discover my own flow I'm working every day when the fuck will I blow Up in the game, in a moment it all came in a dream I was living like a mawfuckin' king And you were my Queen, I'm in love with that team But I know it'll never work out the way it seems [Hook] This...is my confessional Everything I regret...and want you to know [Verse 2] Tell me what to make, what kind of song Tell me the melody, help me move along I've traveled the world, and been shown different things That are meant to reach your soul, make you feel like a king But I've always wondered, what does happiness bring? I imagine it's the thing that makes you want to sing But I'll never know, cuz I'm in love with a dream I don't expect you to know exactly what I mean It'll never come true, that's all I'll say to you You may have an idea, but you don't have a fucking clue This is all I can do There's shit I must confess Before I snap from all the pressure building up from the stress I know I'll never be the best, save all the rest Of the hate for someone with, shit off their chest This is what you get, I can't be what you want I can't be fucking perfect there's no need for you to taunt [Hook] [Verse 3] It's like one of those moments, the whole world kind of stops And you find yourself constantly glancing at the clock With very tick, and every tock we simultaneously watch Forget about the past, it's not the key to this lock I never met my pops, it used to be a missing piece I'll never know my whole family history My heart skips a beat, sometimes I'm too sweet I only let a few friends see the real me I don't want to wake up, I want to live this dream Which is why I stay writing until I'm set free I hope they'll miss me, I hope they don't forget I aim to impact till the moment that I left I'll take their fucking minds, you can call it a theft I'll never give them back, you can forget about the rest I need to get this off my chest Biggest regret of all I never got to be with you at the end of it all [Hook]