I am not a Lyricist

I am not a lyricist
Couldn't move mountains so I aimed for the pyramids
Speakin' from experience
I would tell my favorite girl, "Please take me serious"
Now she wanna fuck my girl 'cause she bi-curious
Mama called me bipolar, grandma called me "Booman"
Drugs in my baby stroller, needles in the playground sand

My auntie makin' love to the ice cream man
A child with the wolves, every day I am
That slot machine that nobody help
Niggas gamble with they life, scared to bet on themselves
My grandma gave me a keyboard when I was 12
Connie got me out the group home when I was six
Too many alcoholics around when Grandma went to jail
I was sure I wouldn't be found, should've stayed with Jarrell

This is for the foster children, for the runaways
For the Underworld and the underpaid

Livin' in them projects made me digest
Neighbors that played victim and carried on my stress
They don't call it Sin City for nothin'
Either you're jumpin' off a building
'Cause you're broke or you're fuckin'
500 for an escort and she does it all
Walkin' out the hotel in nothin' but drawers

My uncle saggin' with his prostitute
Words slurrin' off the Absolute Vodka
Servin' my mother was his attribute, watch her
Lookin' at me, then call me out my name, trauma
Thought it was normal but we was estranged
I wish we never came to Vegas from Long Beach
On the Strip with them demons and they all plotted on me
Everything 'bout that dirty desert took you away
County jails in the mornin', promise you that I wait

I am not a lyricist, I am just a bastard child, here to experiment
Everything I've written down, just for the temperament
This is me thinkin' out loud for the conspiracists
Please pardon my sentiment
I am not a lyricist, I'm not here to play off words
Truly here for my voice to be heard
And 'fore I go one day, I put my life on the verge
Trust

Boy, call that Cadillac, sleepin' in the hatchback
Overcomin' geniuses, serenading, serenading
Now you know who to point that million dollar camera at
Overcomin' geniuses, serenading, serenading

Drivin' around, can have the car all day
When the desert calls, I think about you all day
That's okay, that's okay
That's okay, that's okay
Drivin' around, can have the car all day
'Cause every time that I'm around means you servin', oh
That's okay, that's okay
That's okay, that's okay

From the strongest made in this life is never mistakin'
My greatest achievement is bein' highly dangerous
Lord, keep me strong, welcome to Ca$ino, this the day we all waited on
The conscience I possess aiming for the exes that never moved on
Do you understand the foundation that the castle's built on?

TVs on the ground so I can't sit calm
Back when my favorite white boy had a good song
I'm inspired by the ones who inspire Bs to build valleys
Or the troops in the dark alleys patiently waiting for the day they can feed
Servin' dinner to the dope fiend, another child eats alone

This is for the foster children, for the runaways
For the Underworld and the underpaid
Underpaid, underpaid, underpaid
Underpaid, underpaid, underpaid
Underpaid, underpaid