I don't wanna be on magazines I wanna be in dreams
I don't wanna feel bee stings in my sleep
I just wanna hear, I don't really wanna see
I don't wanna care I don't wanna ever need things
I sleep with the beast
You only get the good food if you shit where you eat
You can put me on a leash, but only if you ask me nicely

I don't wanna read books bitch I wanna read minds
I just wanna see what makes you flinch every time
I just wanna get to the point where it's fine
And you never try to spy through my bedroom blinds
Please be kind
Please know that we'll never see eye to eye
Let me have mine
Split it up and then give it time
It's all the same if I throw the game
All I'm tryna do is invade your brain
They just wanna get hooked up with fame
Stop acting cute that's my puppy's lane
I miss when I was lowkey
Now it seems like everyone already seems to know me
I'm watching Home Alone 'cause I'm lonely
But I can't focus on it I keep thinking back to what you told me
I was working with the wrong information in a brain more vacant than abandoned space stations
I tried to find a way to cure my insecurity
I guess it worked but that's not the part that worries me
I had to find an entourage to encourage me
To get out of my town and the shit that had occurred to me
I tried to fill my lungs up with kerosene
So that when I spit there was no one who could embarrass me

So that when I spit there was no one who could take care of me

Even when I wake up, I'm still in a dream
And when I wake up from that dream
I'm still in a dream
And they can't even hear me scream cause I'm sound asleep
They find me on the ground and start surrounding me
They take a step back and I start to wheeze
They don't know what to do they bend down to me
They question me and I'm in too deep
But my mouth cracks and I start to speak
I don't really like wide open spaced
I don't really like pried open faces
I don't wanna wear nice shoe's cause there's always goblins grabbing at my laces
If they're beats I only eat em if they're raw or well done
And if it's weed then I cheef till I no longer have fun
If it's trees then I climb em till I'm touching the sun
And if it's seeds I spread em everywhere to feed all my sons, yeah
Yeah these kids are my sons but they would never acknowledge
Act like they forgot about me cause I went off to college
I've been honing my craft
I throw stones on the map
And then I go where they land
And then I form a new band
Then we make a hit song
Then I just move on
Then I do it again
Just to prove em wrong
'Cause they said I couldn't do it now I know that I can
But there's bigger fish in the sand
Just shrimp frying in a big pan
I'm a little fishy with a big plan
Big things on a big level I'll mold the planet with an iron hand
All you see is a metallic palm
It's 10 digits 10 miles long
Try to guess what you're looking at
But I guarantee that you'll get it wrong

Try to guess what you're looking at
Try to guess what you're looking at but I guarantee that you'll get it wrong