Talking
In my own self, I’m trying to figure out where do I sit. I don’t even know what I am and maybe I’m nothing. Maybe I’m not supposed to be anything, Maybe my history is kinda handicapping, in a way, so I’m just trying to find out what makes me feel the best right now
Verse 1
Im sick, trying to find the logic in the insanity. Might lose my mind start using profanity, I’m through with the nicety. I was never batman just robin when I was robbing, Jason Todd. Put that on God, I use to get the rush. From the constant death that would brush, not street rap or b-bap. Im authentic, but still don’t know who I am. little mama told me, she put a mandate on our friend date. I said, if you ain't talking about sexing. What you open your mouth for, you don’t catch me outside. Get thе condoms, you can catch me in the bed. Don’t еven have an iPhone, left her on red. Someone said, I dropped the morals outside the studio. Ill let you in on a secret, I never had morals. Dr strange how I open portals, in life. I jump over any hurdles, eating pizza like I’m a ninja turtle. Of course, I’m a spy, I live plenty lies. A philanderer never laid an open hand to her. But I would hang out with her, I never strain. Insane in the brain to her, great scott. I know you wish your hero was really alexander scott, im sick. Who am I, nothing. I think I was meant be something, nah. Im nothing
Hook
Nothing like the pride didn't matter in the end game
Nothing like the feeling didn't matter when the things changed
Nothing like the work that you put it when they complain
Nothing like the effort just to get a feeling started
Nothing like the power after all the time I put in
Nothing like the knowledge that I gather in this effort
Nothing like the credit I don't get for all my success
Nothing like its nothing to be nothing for the nothing that they bring
And if I must choose, I'd still do it
Verse 2
Making classics in rapping is handicapping. I heard 3000 talking and I feel him, not on legendary status. Still pragmatic, never move backwards. I elevated instead of simulating, she remembering the creating thing. When all I did was put the head in, all sensual. I never bust into a sweat though, put in work I’m a vet bro. he think he glamorous because he polyamorous, I call it ghost writers. Yeah, the pros biting, I know you like them. but I ain't trying to fight, no jealousy. I celebrate when your family ask for me, you know I care for you. Even double dare for you, chefs kiss. Heres a prayer for you, if the devil is in the details then I’m a whistle blower. A gun totter, a knife thrower. Don’t say I’m not a patriot, black flag. I don’t want your lady; I do want a deep throater. A flame thrower, I use to have the visions of people screaming my name. until I woke up and realized it was me screaming in pain. From uncertainty, not knowing what life is worth to me, I’m far from nothing. I’m something, nah. I think I’m just nothing
Hook
Nothing like the pride didn't matter in the end game
Nothing like the feeling didn't matter when the things changed
Nothing like the work that you put it when they complain
Nothing like the effort just to get a feeling started
Nothing like the power after all the time I put in
Nothing like the knowledge that I gather in this effort
Nothing like the credit I don't get for all my success
Nothing like its nothing to be nothing for the nothing that they bring
And if I must choose, I'd still do it
