Kanyewest

[Intro]
Yeah, Trim
(uhmm) Crisis, Givenchi

They're trying to marginalize me until I'm out of my moment
They'd rather hide me instead of bringing me out in the open
They'd like to believe this darkness is what I know of
And I shouldn't be able to speak with so little to go on, like
Who am I to talk and so what if I wrote a few songs that these other MC's have grown on
I go wrong thinking I'm owed something 'cause I'm actually better than anything this country's had to offer in so long
My arrival's been prolonged
I'm in a cycle just trying to sifle [sic] these little stripes that I've sewn on
But I am a fool...
For not rightfully taking what's mine and thinking I can't go wrong
And as I recall...
Some have spent their whole lives trying to stake me from this path that I seem to stroll on
It's like when I record these mics are on mute
And they can't really hear how this kid goes on so I think if I was you... [page turn]

What reason would I have to think Trim is something to take note of?
'Cause I'm a moth to these ladybirds and they're right for making assumptions in assuming I'm lost
And what makes it worse is I've only begun to tell all my problems
Even though I know it's not what they want

I smell the coffee I don't belong at the top
So an album with no features or choruses should just state the obvious
But I am the topic Mr. Trimanosaurus - Rex
Picking off the general members of the public without a thesaurus, So they know... I'm up next
I need a Medici family too, [page turn]
Yeah, #KanyeWest
And I'm hardly dressed for this occasion but Ishari guessed I'm just making a statement so they can see that I've got a civil side to this Kamikaze of a pen

I can put it in writing, and I would have the ink swimming in knee-length grime but it would go over your head
And like those that have made it and forget what they actually owe to the ends
It's likely to sound like I'm complainin' 'cause I haven't made it yet
And my positioning ain't the best but failure was never an option and I ain't even made my bed
But you can walk with me, yeah, and share my steps
I hope I'm treading on some toes when I'm taking this left
I'm gonna ride this Trim thing out, [page turn] and harness this power that I've been neglecting
Most of these lyrics are me just thinking out loud, but...
Yeah, I'm open to suggestions
And I don't talk about the women in my life 'cause it's always me that makes a mess of things

Mr. Wrong screaming, "I'm right!" and they'd rather hear less of me
Is my progression making you sick?
Sometimes I wish the texts would read that you were sleeping with him... [page turn] just to get at me... But that's not the case
And I'm catching feelings seeing that smile on your face
'Cause I know he makes you happy, and our time was a waste
She fucked with me...
I stopped writing for ages, but luckily these 12 mixtapes ain't nothin' to play with
So shouts to Shit-for-Brains and Pinky in this game
'Cause you's are just some of the bitches I have to thank for making me so creative
Especially you Dat
None of these boxes they tried to put me in were made for me, I'm too nang
No matter how many of my haters you get together on this path that was paved for me
Can do, man. You know where I'm heading
Catch me if you can
But... don't wait for me
Trim
[Outro]