[Verse 1]
I’ve been searching my brain for the words to convey
What occurs, how important it is to explain in a verse;
How I’m more than some words on a page
That learned how to wait for their turn to escape
As I rumble with time, being humble and kind, as I can
Without losing the vibe that I’m hungry inside;
What I’ve done, where I’m at's not enough;
To laugh at how long that we’ve spent doing us, that you must
Explain how my personal pain is the same as your own now
I’m drawing a blank
Cause I live where it’s too dark for some to live
Deep inside yourself with an awful grin. That’s how it is
The top five, they argue with, are mostly not alive for the argument. I’m turning setbacks into positives
Making it obvious that we do not give in. Forget it
You should take it as a compliment
To be another obstacle we’re conquering. I said it!
Is life hard? Of course it is
That’s the first thing you need to cross off your list. I’m headed
To where you can come and dance with us, and I'll
Enhance the drugs that you're on like a champion
I can’t thank Marcus enough for the things that he’s done
That have brought you to us, to discuss
How we used to share beautiful days
But the new songs we made aren’t blowing you away. Okay
We aren’t grabbing your body and soul
Compared to what? To a Henry David Thoreau, let’s go!
[Chorus:]
Am I a creep to a radio head when they're hearing
Windmills on their stereo set? You bet
I don’t belong here, nothing I’ve said
Is ever gonna make a difference to any of them. No sweat
That is so young and confident, getting older
Telling me the opposite. So watch
As I thrive off the awkwardness, they're not convinced
How hard, we fought for this
[Bridge - Ka]
It takes time to sculpt. You know what I'm sayin'? Shit was done over years. There's no time on art. You know what I mean? I feel if they knew that they'd appreciate it more
[Verse 2]
Extreme highs and lows that are starting to show
From steady having to hold on with nothing to hold
The underground is a ghost town you stumble upon
While the few of us left here been carrying on
The same as earth worms when they surface in rain
And march down the street like a circus parade
It isn’t hard to find, who we are
Is as calm as a bomb that’s about to go off! Yet, I think
The kind of time I’ve spent with the rhyme
You deserve what you get
And been digging your own grave
So if you're looking for somebody to blame
Then remember the name, Frame
Things are gonna be great for a change
You want it right? Show me how you live
I can handle what you're throwing, without knowing what it is
I’ve gone way past a little bumpy on the road
Or looking at it saying, "this really what I chose? It’s
No longer what used to be," Oh I’m
More than ready when I choose to speak, ugh huh
This kind of music has took lives; that’s not what I hope
You listen to me and think life is only a joke
Or it’s cold as the snow when it’s twenty below and your
Car’s broken down on the side of the road
I‘m unique and it’s shown from the goal of
I’m not gonna fold now. I’d rather go on, so come on!
[Chorus:]
Am I a creep to a radio head when they're hearing
Windmills on their stereo set? You bet
I don’t belong here, nothing I’ve said
Is ever gonna make a difference to any of them. No sweat
That is so young and confident, getting older
Telling me the opposite. So watch
As I thrive off the awkwardness, they're not convinced
How hard, we fought for this
