insert genre here - Intellectual

[Verse]

I am not a genre, don't you label me

I don't work well with faking, I'm growing up, you see

In this beat, I see one million possibilities

It's just a kick, hat, snare under a sine so dance with me

Rhythm, you have it or you don't

So let me share a part of me

Purpose, you'll find it or you won't

So let me hear I'm meant to be

I don't know what to be, being me is not quite me

I have to rhyme or they won't let me breathe

I am not a genre, don't you label me

I work well under pressure, you cannot limit me

I don't just play guitar, I don't just click on things

I cut my heart, I write it out, my thoughts supply the ink

Everything is going down, I'm losing will, I'm burning out

But I will go down swinging, they'll try to drown my singing

So you think you can stop me now?

Stop me now

Don't waste my time

I don't need to be the next hit single

There's rust in my eyes

'Cause I'm past my prime, not here to intermingle

'Cause all my friends are fading away

I try to find a grip on the past today

And I'll be kicking and screaming on my way right out

I think I lost my train of thought on what

This simple song's supposed to be about

Stop me now

I am not a genre, don't you label me

I don't work well with faking

I'm growing up, you see

In this beat, I see one million possibilities

It's just a kick, hat, snare under a sine so dance with me