Cynical Optimist

[Intro]
You know, fuck all that sad shit
Bring in the happy
Conundrum

[Verse]
“Really, you’re positive?”
Fuck yeah, I’m just a cynical optimist
Can’t knock me down ‘cause I’m not a communist
I know this ain’t good but I’m not a novelist
Standing ovation got me all hyped up
When I’m on stage, I make the floor light up
Don’t need to climb up, I was born high up
I got all the tools I need, I’m lined up
Mario can’t even jump over me
I got more even if it’s groceries
I got these bitches scared and running back
To their mom’s motherfucking ovaries
They’re running so far they go oversees
No mercy but I'm patient, no hurry
They be so scared I’m how October be
No one can’t fight me I met Bill Murray
No I didn’t, that’s not true
Can’t tear me down ‘cause that shit gets shot through
Shit was so stupid gon’ need the bomb squad
Only need love from my friends and my mom
Damn Your jokes are older than my granddad
You got more defenses than what France had
Why are you’re balls armor-clad?
No need to protect from STD’s if you ain’t got no man!
I’m the cynical optimist they speak of
I’ve accomplished things that they only dream of
I found the truth that all of you still seek of
The only thing I need is someone to lean on
Shout out to Charlie, my future best man
We out here doing the fucking best, man
I got HIV plus on my exam
Yeah, I don't know why! I studied!
Most of my friends hate my music
Most of my friends just considers it mucus
I keep on writing it just ‘cause I’m cruising
You get what you get, you get the whole unit
I’m prime but I’m not Optimus
Cuban but I don’t need to turn in documents
Yeah, I got a Cola continent
Gotta stay positive I’ll become an anarchist
We wanna be winning
We wanna be grinning
But all of you acting like some fucking children
You guys don’t see how you’re all fucking behaving
Why it seems like drama is all you be craving
Pushing me on pavement
“Nothing in the making"
So you all be waiting
‘Til you see me waving?
Til I book it and leave
With nothing up my sleeve
You still cram in the fact
Charlie’s better than me, damn
I don’t need to prove myself
Fuck all of his music, fuck Cola cartel
So much talking shit, seems you can not smell
Bring my positivity some where else, farewell