[Part 1]

[Intro]

I’m a man, man! All I watch is Mad Men-

“Bro, you can’t start the song like that! That show is so girly! You can’t start Man like that! XD”

[Verse 1]

I’m a man, son! All I watch are sports, guns

Nascar and women covered in soap, cleaning cars

Make and model? Finishing bottles

Twin fishing potholes

I’ve hit my road bumps, G

I get put down on the daily, baby

I’m so unfortunate, I’m so looked down upon

I’m such a crowded Don, Creative Executive

Or so I think. My girl made me watch that Mad Men show

And it made my intellect shrink

When I was watching them draw

I could have been watching that sports ball thing

I could have been watching the news, lawling about

How the world we live in is messed up and I don’t need to give a shekel

Because I’m a man with a freckle, just one, and nothing matters to me

Except Imma make darn sure that I throw the baseball with my son

I’mma ignore his interest in art, I’mma ignore his interest in his heart

I’mma ignore all of that, I’mma put him in the trap that I was put it, lad

The man box! The band rocks that expressed my hunger for power on the daily

Every second, every hour, Oh my god, I’m through with this. Here’s a transition

[Bridge 1]

I’m a beer man. I’m a clear man

I’m a dude who loves using nouns as adjectives

I’m a normal man. I’m a sports fan

I’m a strong man. I’m a long man. I’m a great driver. I’m a humble thriver

I’m a meat eater. I’m a leak deleter. I’m a sneaky beaver who swims up the river

I’m a lung giver. I’m a tongue twister, wait, nah, I’m just a simple man. With a simple plan

Rule the world and conquer all of the land, grand!

Sike! WOW! THAT WAS...HARD TO WRITE!

[Verse 2]

Sorry, boys, but I don’t like any your toys

To be a man is to be so weak and meek nowadays, but men are seen in the opposite way

I’mma be honest, babe, I just don’t think it’s an honest play

Conforming to the man box is the gonest way

Cuz then you’re gone! Bye, guy! You strive to be the ones you see with the power

But just quit it, power is overrated, outdated, you don’t need that much to get mated, mate

Just hit it with the teeth paste on replay and be gay! I’m bringing it back to mean happy, too

It’s crappy, dude! All the old word definitions, rest in peace

I mess with the hectic beast, I’m calling out man power

I’m a young man and all I can say is wham! I love flowers and Flower Boy

A lot of men don’t have the power of joy, it’s like how rich kids always want more money

And they crack jokes they think is funny, and then other people are just cool with it, laughin having fun

Worrying about money when it’s obligatory but then they done!

You know what? It’s interconnected. Money, power, and elections

These are things men want to dominate, want to control, look at their silly goals

Really though, yeah, I’m done. This topic ain’t buff

Men have all of the luck with the path that ain’t the most rough, but they all just act like it's never enough

I’m stereotyping. I’m overgeneralizing. I’m sorry. I’m apologizing

But man (adjective) man (noun), just chill

[Bridge 2]

I’m a cute man. I’m a brute man

I’m an MW2 noob tube man

I’m a food man. I’m a drink man

I’m a stare at the ceiling and just think man

I’m a rap fan. I’m a rap man

I’m a tic tac sack on your mom’s back man

I stopped being timid, stopped being so tame

And since then my friend, well, nothing was the same

[Part 2]

[Verse]

Stormitive, I’m anything but normal, kid

My rap game’s on tap like mortgages

Kitchen sink faucet flowing to pour in

A cup...make sure you stay hydrated...

Stormitive, pertaining to storms, or anything but nothing stuff, pride’s high but I still not have enough, actually, but

I’ve got so much pride, all my, friends, think I’m, gay, but, hey, that’s ok, I’m just male who’s po-lee-tay and I have a lot of hormones as demonstrated by my voice and my face, but hey, I’m in control of my attractions, YAYYYYYY

You already know I got my desires on lock. I’d rather take ten good minutes to talk then spend 100 hours mindlessly tryn tuh un-ravel someone...physically...typically?

Males my age think differently, but I call those men boys and I call myself a man

Because it’s awe, love, and acceptance, no deviation from the plan, like MAN!

Instrumentals, atrocious, it’s Stormitive, you know this!

Electronic beats? Bogus! My lyrics get all my focus

Acoustic vibrations make the chance that my album floats hopeless

But I’d rather sink down in the ocean

To hang with some creatures that are boneless

Instead of flying up and migrating with all of the birds and locusts

To the land of the man box, it’s awful and I’ve been shown this

So I wrote this song just to show how wrong

It is to just go along and try to not be a mom

Or be wrong or be weak or be smart or be dubomb

Being a manly man’s so boring, that I tattooed Jigglypuff on my arm

Just so you’d know I’m not made of the so called tougher stuff

AND SO WHAT?