[Intro: ??? & Origin Storey]
*Page flipping*
Psst
Huh? Who's there?
You will fail
Come out, who said that?
You
[Verse 1: Origin Storey]
Do you expect perfection cuz I do now
I'm probably 3 minutes from a meltdown
My parents the reason I fear being a letdown
I'm down for the count but don't count me out
They raised me to be the better man
My older siblings made mistakes I didn't understand
To the point looking up to them felt banned
But I'm at the point I don't like the comparisons to them
My girl told me that I lack action
Seems them Psych classes helped hеr see the boy
That didn't like making any noise
Afraid it'd gеt in the way of my parents’ choice
Hope they don't think hate is in my voice
But I wasn't unloved, I got their attention
My parents gave me whatever I claim I wanted
They invested in what I felt like becoming
Whether it was the president or CB krumping
[Chorus: Origin Storey]
I don't even tell myself the truth
Please tell me why you think I'd tell you
Confidence don't follow when I leave the booth
Why do I feel so responsible for the youth?
I'm drowning in a puddle, every sound is muffled
They got him muzzled with the end of the barrel
You can tell that I'm a failure from how I maneuver
[Verse 2: Ego]
Everything I did was for self-betterment
Lies can chip teeth and cause a speech impediment
Developing my own regimen
Where I focus on people's relevance
In my life, this is what I came to find
They thought I had a perfect life
We both know that's a lie
I faced trying times
But the truth is much more depressing
When I feel threatened by somebody
I know I'll always be bested
I look around at my work asking myself will this work
How will I value my worth, other's words irk my nerves
To the point where moving hurts, ah
Momma didn't raise a fighter it honestly got beat out of me
I say I'll do my best but it's always a probably
Wondering if what I was doing was helping
At this point my thermostat is melting
Boiling to the brim, thought I was failing
Letting down everyone from a glorious setting
[Chorus: Origin Storey]
I don't even tell myself the truth
Please tell me why you think I'd tell you
Confidence don't follow when I leave the booth
Why do I feel so responsible for the youth?
I'm drowning in a puddle, every sound is muffled
They got him muzzled with the end of the barrel
You can tell that I'm a failure from how I maneuver