Listen Better

[Intro]

Hey, it's just me

I got some words

Yo, mmm, listen please

[Verse]

Everybody hates me when they see me

But they love me once they meet me

And I'm hotter than the sun wearing a beanie

This the life I live because I chose it

Nobody ever proposed it

But it's so picture perfect you would think that I was posing

For the cameras and the lenses

I would never consider someone who knew about my business as a friend

It's crazy to think that forever isn't endless

And even though these things make sense, I'm still relentless

When it comes to putting dinner in my stomach

I'll be grubbing onto something till I love it then I vomit

Running up that hill to the money like a summit

I'm the coldest white boy in this rap thing, I promise

Too many tattoos to even start counting

Spent so much on them had to hire an accountant

Filled up quick like my body was a tweet

But 140 characters could never let me be

To the people, the art of how I truly feel

Ain't but, damn, won't be enough, I need the whole damn easel

New nickname King James 'cause I'm regal

Thank God freedom of speech isn't illegal, look

I hope to be the next 2Pac Shakur

Walk a different path than now, with two socks before

I get two shots or more taken at me from the wrong weapon

Where I'm from we never see Smith and Wesson's

But I'm guessing if a lesson could be learned instead of lived

God would have a whole lot more to give

People fucking for themselves and then they have a little kid

Bring them out unto this Earth and then desert them for a bit, look

I spit faster than the voice behind a fine print

I'm losing my mind, so it'd be great if I could find it

I say that I love money but the love I have is priceless

I'm in first place, you won't ever find me behind it

Uh, my statistics keep on moving up

Sorry if you hated on me and you never wished me luck

But I don't give an f-word and I never did

Who are you to say that you ever doubted this kid

So blessed that I was let to dream

So I tap out, I let my feelings on this retina screen

Made a living for myself, bought expensive things

That in-crowd till I die, man, I love my team, look

I can hardly believe that I smoked weed

But I was feeling green that day, call it Boulevard of Broken Dreams

Used to play guitar a lot until I broke a string

The low E, which is the exact one that I need

'Cause my emotion's so low, tanks on me

And I could give a fuck about ya, take on me

I'm not the same but still a hipster and a shitty artist

Need those six zero's, like I said I barely fucking started

[Outro]

I'm starving, I'm starving, I'm starving

Starving for attention, for attention

Point your eyes please, please, oh, please

Point them in my direction

'Cause I'm starving, I'm starving for attention

I'm starving for attention, starving for a

Starving for an answer

Oh no, oh no, no, mmm