Accept My Groove

[Intro]

My mic keeps fucking messing up
I don't give shit anymore, just listen

[Verse]

Hid larynx from my parents, known to friends as “the wacko” (motherfucking wacko)
They couldn’t even spit and still chewed fucking tobacco
Cause music: They suck, they blew at it, talent? No fucking clue at it
And rubber? New they thought they some, threw up, I chucked some glue at it
Fuck all the time and the rhymes I wasted
Them bitches only do coke, get wasted
None are unique, all are copy pasted
Fuck their critiques, they don’t gotta taste it
Took an epoch, now I will not stay knocked
Like an employee, only restock
Recock, metaphorically
Spit gold gates like a bridge in Cali
Damn, realized I should never confide in the xans
This skill is to kill for, go tell your mans
Lemme Freddy his dreams, to fuck with your plans
God, accepted myself for my true who
I’m doing myself like my right arm at two
Can’t be yourself when you’re copying moves
Can’t accept yourself? Who are you? (Who are you?)
Faking all that wealth? Who are you? (Who are you?)
All I know is of myself, I approve
Fuck surroundings, follow my groove

[Outro]

That's good