[Hook]
I can't expect you to understand
I can't expect you to hold my hand
You can't expect you'll see through my plans (you won't)
I can't expect nothing too grand
[Verse I]
Started from the bottom now I'm here
Sometimes I wish I could just disappear
Into the darkness I'm just left heartless
Deep down I plummet, I'm surrounded by fear
All this here is for you
Why don't you go take a look inside?
All this here is true
I wish you do not look in my eyes
'Cause I really want to be you
I really want to be through
I really want to be, who? (Cares)
Honestly, I just want to be that dude that never really knew
Sitting in school, alone in class, picked on was never the usual
Look at where I'm at though
Huh, does it seem that amusable?
I was once mad at the fact that I would never be that massive
Laughed at often, never really lacked that token
I'm broken split while I add my passage
Sit as I use my skills
Dreaming of a room full of hundred dollar bills
Hoping that one day I would see a mill'
Through all the struggle I was hoping for a deal
Foreal
[Hook]
I know you think I'm going insane
Sometimes I think I'm losing my brain
I'm to the point of changing my name
I hope that everything will soon change
I can't expect you to understand
I can't expect you to hold my hand
You can't expect you'll see through my plans (you won't)
I can't expect nothing too grand
[Verse II]
Some call it tragic
Some call it magic
To write down everything you feel inside
I am just am addict
I am never laughing
I write it down so that I can go and hide
Like whoa, I give you a glimpse that no one else will know:
Everything that's in my soul, everyday I feel sorrow
Though sometimes I truly hope that you appreciate my flow
But if not then you can go, listen to some other bro
I am through with all fake characters of you and you alike
It seems like you don't have a life to criticize the way I write
"Oh that snare wasn't too high" or "that beat wasn't too right"
"Yeah he's ok, but now he's struggling to keep it tight"
But I ain't the one with loose ends
'Cause all of them became nooses
I took the game by the choke collar
And all that's left is stupid
I struggle to write my music
I know you will pick it apart
As if it isn't already enough
That I scrutinize all of my art
Now I'm done
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No expectations
I aim low to avoid disappointments
I came so close to the flame, that this game's only used as my ointment
So hey you, if you to listen to me
I'll give you all this music for free
Free I will give because free I received
But I don't expect you to listen to me
In fact: I prefer if you didn't
Listen to my flow or study my mission
Or try to figure out "Who is he dissing?"
Cause next thing you'll say is what I am missing
I'm missing a lot
But music something that I will not quit
So why don't you quit with all of that quick?
And stop talking with all of that shh-