Woke up in the cell, am I at? Yeah, it's cold, but I like am I, trapped? Heart's beating out of my Door's locked, but the are in my hands Hm, yeah, that's weird, it make sense, does it? I make songs, I don't friends, judge me smile, but it ain't that funny Sing to the pain, they love it like a merry-go-round And I'm still tryna it out I space, I don't fit in the crowds My whole life been airin' it out Oh, I'm gettin' into now wrong, but it feels right My feelings seal tight real But I will fight to win But I'm not Tyson, I won't bite ya' But I will you if I don't like you I am not the I got my own shoes, I tryna fit in yours I never married, but I've felt divorced *Hi, I'm Nate, have we met Somebody you I was wack? Check the source Somebody you I was back? Yes, of course You got a with the fans? There's the door You lookin' for the old me? the morgue, agh! Not a fortune-teller, but I can see the future better Ain't no tellin' what'll when I pick up the microphone, get the fans together Same style, but the songs are Been a year and a half, feels like it's gone Ain't no drink in my hand, but you know the is comin' Big in the game, yeah, the Hulk is running My thoughts are funny, it feels I'm onto something, yeah
I'm high off the music, my head's in the I kinda it up here, I am not comin' down I'd rather be alone, I am not good in Which is kinda confusin', I've no that way since a child laughin', they tell me I'll never get out I'm tryna be me, I am nobody else I don't care you think, I'm just bein' myself So I for now
I'll be the outcast I'll be the outcast I'll just be the I guess be the outcast
Yeah, I guess I don't fit the of rap 'Cause I'm respectin' "I heard your record, I was at it" Maybe they like me more if I got a little graphic with it Nah, I don't wanna blend in you little rappin' idiots, I'd be the outcast I never puttin' out trash I take a hundred and it right to my tongue I always put the where my mouth's at, ah! Feels good to be now I'm a weird person with a weird What, you don't like That's cool, that's great, fine, okay, you can leave now Got a weird smile, but I like it I paint it on me and I'm to the microphone And put the caution tape around me like I did in I, yeah! Yeah, got me reminiscin' now! Yeah, you know I'm 'bout to go mad wanted something so bad Goosebumps through the track no way I'm gonna hold back Got me that I'm cookin' in a meth lab I don't it up in front of my own eyes You a little lost, you ain't get that? Comin' from a town nobody hears a rap like this I get the memo, must've missed that Wow! I go in my feelings again, I can feel it again So I lay in my bed, in my cell the pen And I dwell on my sins, I keep wonderin' Time to open the the doors, they don't who I am But I up the keys and I put on my Timbs And I stare at the and the tat on my skin And I think to myself, "I don't fit in"
I'm off the music, my head's in the clouds I kinda like it up here, I am not down I'd be alone, I am not good in crowds Which is kinda confusin', I've no that way since a child They laughin', they tell me I'll get out I'm just tryna be me, I am nobody I don't what you think, I'm just bein' myself So I for now
Yeah, I'll be the outcast just be the outcast I'll be the outcast I guess I'll be the
Yeah, tryna Take a to my head then I cut it open Take my brain, put it on the floor tryna figure out my Y'all thought I was an issue when the door was Nah, you should see me when the opens Every night I can hear Put a camera in my face, might turn like I'm Mike Posner Always been a complex Difficult to Some of wanna sit around and try to pick apart my bars Here's some lines you dissect: If I'ma die, die givin' everything that I have Take a breath, I don't need y'all's respect I'm a reject kid at playin' games with his make-believe friends Yeah, I ever take a night off Lights off in the room and I write I might fall into my thoughts once in a while when the off You ain't seen no drive like mine, better hop outta my car I'm about to my doors You got a seat belt on, better find one Gettin' of people tellin' me to smile more T.S. was a chapter I'll forget, it was therapy for me But time to turn the page now Hey, shut up! I'm tryna 'em my story! I'm sorry, I wasn't at y'all, I was talkin' to the voices I rip out the of the industry's ears For tryin' to ignore me and playin' while singin' chorus
I'll be the outcast I'll just be the I'll just be the I guess I'll be the
I'll be the outcast I'll be the outcast just be the outcast I guess I'll be the