[Verse 1]
I don’t wanna be an artist, can you tell me where the art is,
I have too much trouble getting home if that is where my heart is.
Yo, yo, and even at my hardest,
There’s a problem with my lyrics they are just the farthest from the truth,
But that’s just how it goes,
I’m rubbin’ elbows with every foe that I know,
And even if my slow flow turns allegro (woah)
My work will always be so unsatisfactory yo!
[Verse 2]
I put in work, thirty hours a week,
But everything I make just turns out weak,
And even this beat coulda been made better,
(Even this beat coulda been made better,)
Back in the day I tried to be what I’m not,
Creativity was silenced by a quiet gunshot,
I’m a riot, won’t stop, ‘til you buy it, goes pop,
Let’s go on a ride, stressed out on TØP
People say my screams is what is holding me back,
But the fact, is that, it’s the thing I have a knack for,
Roar, how would it be core?
If your throat isn’t sore pretending to be a dinosaur,
“Ex Dee” you don’t have enough vaseline to fit in skinny jeans,
the scene teens and emo queens, on my team,
Whore, (If I am your goals you can study the score.)
[Breakdown]
Why am I unsatisfied with everything
I, I try, to be the best, be like the rest,
Fusing hip-hop with catchy alt-rock, Godly the Ruler collaborates with Billy Lemos, Jackie Hayes, babebee, and more. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 22, 2023