Intro

Off the bat let me say something

This music is for fun

I don't expect to get paid for it

Now let this take you high like a summit

Verse 1

Is Whats so bad about being an introvert?

The less people around the less ways to get hurt

Meaning less tear stains on your tee shirt

That's why all my friends are dead lil uz vert

I don't understand why its so attacked

On my Arron Rodgers but i don't ride with the pack

Awkward situation man i'll just subtract

That's why seeing me out is rare like an artifact

Call me a weirdo, call me a freak

But going out during the week just ain't my thing

Might get locked up for something stupid like meek

I know this sounds creepy I don't know how to speak

How many friends do you need to feel accomplished

How many nails do you need polished

Get so much hate i am astonished

But i don't care take em down like demolish

I got like 6 close homies that's all I need

"get out more" that what my mama always pleads

Why do that when i can stay home and just read

Instead of getting burn and left out to bleed

Verse 2

Kids these day man are so rude

They come outta nowhere and attack you in a brood

And look for different way to get you confused

While you just sit there thinking like all I wanted was some food

Blindside hits outta nowhere

Breathing in hate like its the air

Sometimes gets to a point that i can't bare

So i get on my knees and say a little prayer

Leading people on should be illegal

Act like they want a ring like Smigel

Then once they got your heart they leave in that regal

And leave you depressed like that boy with a beagle

When these type of situations try to keep you down

And some really rude people acting like some clowns

Or maybe you just want to chill like up in the clouds

Just remember God waiting for you with that crown

Verse 3

Enough with all the sad stuff

Let me talk tough about things you can see through like a bluff

Let me get back too acting tough

And act like I've never been through things rough

I forever spray in clever ways

The pressure they have ever placed

Will detonate like ten grenades

Whenever fate does devastate

With lemon freight, I never break

Instead I make some lemonade

They generate a spread of hate

And never rate the effort made

Whenever they will ever change

Is never straight in present day

They hesitate to celebrate

When I'm great and renovate

Instead of fade or ever stray

I better say, I set an aim

To get a taste of better days

I set the pace and educate