INTROverted

When I turn 18, first thing I'mma do is buy a pack of squares

I never smoked before, so why not get prepared

For the real world, that my teacher keep talkin bout?

I'm trying to buy a planet, she talking bout a house

Fortune 500, y'all buying vowels

And eyeing spouses, but I ain't bout that

I'm about to blow up

And they'll just be like so uh

Remember me from high school?

No actually I do not (no)

We all wanted real jobs

And lil nigga you thought you was 2Pac

But the days at Joes is long gone (long gone)

And I got my own songs (own songs)

Turned it into a mixtape

And stepped outside of my comfort zone

Like the black pinocchio just tryna be a real nigga

Oxycontin picking popping, I'mma field nigga

Cold as hell oxymoron

I see dead people, Shyamalan

You think you'll blow, you atom bomb?

You epic fail, you babylon

You out ya mind

And you need to be in it

So here take this joint and sip this liquor

Listen to your counselor cancel your dream

And tell you everything that impossible

Even if you believe

And you conform like a bitch

Wear your uniform to the stitch

Oh, your favorite player was Tmac?

Impossible don't exist?

Remember that?

Bravo, bravo, give him a clap

Encore, encore when he end his act

Download, download if he in a rap

With utmost respect, better tilt a hat

Kill a track

Condolences

Doberman doggin

No folding, I'm all in

Badu, I'm evolving

Til school year next August

Hopefully by then I'll be talking

You are in

Comfort zone