I’m Here - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

You might have heard about me, heard I got raw instrumentals

Ignore me in the hall when you saw me in my trenchcoat

Shrugged me off when I was rappin' in the cypher

Assumed I was dumb in class 'cause I was actin' hyper

Well let the ambiguity cease, there's no awkwardness now

It's just you and me, and I produce all these beats so just close your eyes

You give me sixty minutes and I'll blow your mind

From the depths of my depression kicked toes in the wall

To the time I fought TJ, and called on EJ

The tales of a lost teen, I'm here in my basement

Almost eighteen, wondering where the days went

Staring at blankness about to attack like, rarely complacent

Let me tell you what that's like

You can call me underground as long as you call me sincere

Not only am I coming out I feel like I've always been here

[Chorus]

I'm one

As you go to class I'm with you

Throw me in the trash I'll come back to get you

I'm here

In my bake basement as I write this

And I swear

I really don't care if you like this

As you go to class I'm with you

Throw me in the trash I'll come back to get you

I'm here

In my bake basement as I write this

And I swear

I really don't care if you like this

[Bridge]

Imma just like on my back looking at the sky

And then go in the park enchanted by the kids passing by

Actually, yeah I wrote this in my basement sober

Oh good, a less poetic a lot more Mike Posner

[Verse 2]

For everybody that's fed up with teachers and parents

Mad middle class, high school students embarrassed

For everybody frustrated with the opposite sex

Who regret it when he sees him with no confidence left

I put music in it that you weren't expecting

So kids who hate rap can maybe respect this

Only intelligent kids can handle Mike's shit

Name another rapper rapping over pianos like this

I'm something else, new wave, original

Fuck a punch line, everything I say is literal

Black t-shirts, grey sweats, and green eyes

I don't fit in with other kids and I bet you see why

I'm an awkward kid that if you know in advance

My goal is to steal half a bed full his fans

An' they no got you a musical pioneer

And guess what else?

(What what what)

I'm here

[Chorus]

I'm here

As you go to class I'm with you

Throw me in the trash I'll come back to get you

I'm here

In my bake basement as I write this

And I swear

I really don't care if you like this

As you go to class I'm with you

Throw me in the trash I'll come back to get you

I'm here

In my bake basement as I write this

And I swear

I really don't care if you like this

[Verse 3]

The more they see its not about runnin" round with the in crowd

The more I see they only say it 'cause they're not in it

Why take direction from a teacher, port-a-potty of society, end up like him?

Fuck that, an' I am me

Life's a big high school: you cool or not?

Another cool did time, I schooled the thought

Whether you new or not I give you food for thought

But I lose a lot of trust, trying to prove I'm hot

'Cause in real life I'm awkward, anti-social, self-conscience, intellectually advanced, emotional

But my raps give me a chance to be boastful 'cause I know I'm sweet

Well actually I'm hopeful

Now surely you'll react 'cause I don't rap for you

I write to myself and that's that, it's through

The bass shakes my walls and my ceiling darks

I'm here feel that energy building up

Come on

[Chorus]

I'm here

As you go to class I'm with you

Throw me in the trash I'll come back to get you

I'm here

In my bake basement as I write this

And I swear

I really don't care if you like this

As you go to class I'm with you

Throw me in the trash I'll come back to get you

I'm here

In my bake basement as I write this

And I swear

I really don't care if you like this

[Outro]

Reflections of a lost teen