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]