I feel out of place around some of the artist

Don't know where my heart is which is one of the hardest

Things to admit to those you look up to

Cuz you'd rather look cool than actually do

What it takes to be great and everything to prove

You belong in this game when you're just a ruse

A fake, a fraud til they all applaud

For the wolf who cries out "I'm so flawd!"

As he plays the victim to try to fit in

Anywhere hoping that somebody listens

To his pack of lies like sheep in disguise

Masking the need to be heard all the time

Cuz he's hurting inside and can't seem to cope

With the fact that he might be the biggest joke

The world's ever seen, claiming to be

One of the scene's realest emcees

But they see through the smoke and mirrors

Laughing at what they hearing

Can't believe another clown

Tries to come and hear and

Do what they do without paying his dues

Or showing respect for the goats in the room

Like Abstract, Mike Live, Damn Skippy, Slim Soul

Little Stranger, and the homie known as Indigxld

Just to name a few from the StractApproved crew

Who murder the mic every time they come thru

Laying down the illest flows masters of crowd control

Bring them all together for one of the most authentic shows

You can imagine every happening like a dragon

Setting fire to the stage with the intellectual wordplay

They be spittin with the writtens, every instance is a mission

To make an impact while knocking out the competition

Which inspires me to keep pushing my pen

Til I end up in the same conversation as them