Frontman

[Skit]
[coughing]
(Wake me up if you need anything)
Mhm
(You'll feel fine in the morning)
Yeah
(Goodnight Madhu)
Goodnight Mom

[Intro]

[Verse 1]:
It seems to me that I'm losing my binoculars
I can't see too far in the
Future, man I'm lost in the
Confusion, tossing and
Turning all for the
Burning passion of
Fitting in with the factions, I
Know that it's all irrational
Yeah
Picking apart the pieces of statements that people seem to be making
Little bit illiterate when reading the situation
I'm leaning towards imitation
Still seeking a center stage and
I dream of a better way
The dream is a getaway
From a place where I have to wonder
How should I act in this circumstance?
Who's wing should I fit under?
Is it that time again? To act so confident?
Gaining prominence? Asserting my dominance
Like I'm taking over the continent?
Or is it cool to be chill, calm, quiet, composed?
Bit of stupid foolery, still I'm diagnosed
With the fever of an iller mind
Fever to be serious but identified
As a comedian, fever to be cool but bringing fire
Like Prometheus, maybe the fever causes me to be a chameleon
Who am I?

[Hook]:
I'm the one that when they see they be like "oh wow, oh wow"
Can't do nothing else 'cept give a cold smile, cold smile
Which side of me should I show now, show now?
Frontman for the back of my mind
I'm the frontman for the back if my mind

[Verse 2]:
Now you see me dilemma?
Even on this track
Should act like I'm in a phenomenal
Prime state of mind
I'm, one of a kind
Never taking a second to look behind
Cuz imma winner?
Should I show that my lyrical flow is so uncontrollable, forgetting everything emotional and dropping a couple of boastful quotables, impulsively throwing myself on the throne of this era?
Just get a bit bigger?
Hey there's a bit of that in me naturally I do that so often
But that doesn't mean the half that you see is the only side that's talking

[Hook]:
I'm the one that when they see they be like "oh wow, oh wow"
Can't do nothing else 'cept give a cold smile, cold smile
Which side of me should I show now, show now?
Frontman for the back of my mind
I'm the frontman for the back if my mind

[Verse 3]:
Ay you ain't this serious in real life
Well isn't that the point?
Use the mic to reveal the other half of the coin
But only a quarter of a nickel is actually nickel
Pull back the mask of Jefferson until reality hits you
Put that on track like medicine, cause you have to tap into
The maverick within you
Don't mask what you been thru
I can't be that simple
With a grand mass of influence
Laugh with barbiturates
Hazardous pencil
That acts like a pistol
Sit back and just blast
Away matters conflicting and
Thoughts contradictory
Caught up in history
Not up in his story
Drawing up mentally
Brushstrokes of the same piece
And the painting is of your own
Clown with a crown
King with red nose

[Outro]:
But no red, only Indigo in this bland palette
Stuck on my tippy toes, reaching for all of my dreams but can't have it
Youre not stubborn, you're stubborn to stay who you are
That's not combatant, not a bad habit
That's not dogmatic that is daggmatic
Keeping it daggmatic

Most important line is the closer
If you don't understand
You stand your ground until it's over

RMS