[Verse 1]

Really, I ain't got nothin' better to do

And everything I'm doin' feels irrelevant too

I hate this place, I wanna leave this party

I'm just takin' up space, I wanna be somebody

Of course, I'm aware that I'm not in the position

To stare down a horse's throat if there's gifts to bear

I know that life's a blessing even though it's a mess

Whether intentional or accident, or not payin' attention

So very necessary to create this song

I'm still holdin' on, 'cause my mom chose to call me Sean

[Verse 2]

And I don't know what brought you here to my music

But thank you for being in the center of my truth

I would still be doin' this even if you never noticed

If only just to keep myself distracted from the loneliness

And it's not a complaint, but maybe you can relate

Let me see you make a face if you're sick of all the fake shit

I wanna pour a drink even though I think

It's more likely that I need to just go to sleep

So very necessary to create these songs

I'm barely holdin' on, but my pops chose to name me Sean

After Sean Connery, haha, go figure