A Perfect Mess

So, what's a young man to do
Had a million in the bank when I turned 22
Alright am I the same me?
Doing impressions of myself so people
Say it hasn't changed me
If only that were true now
But ain't an artist in the game that
Can do what I do out
I ain't your little secret no more
But listen real close
And I give you one more
See all of these American dreams
That I find myself living out
Mixed with all of these man made women
That I find myself digging out
They tell me all day long to get
A bodyguard to help myself get around
But I ain't ever been afraid
Of other people getting inside
I'm more afraid of what I got on the inside
Getting out and what was left a perfect mess
And if we forget a perfect mess
And what was left a perfect mess
That we forget
Been a while since '09'member when I told
You it was a matter of time
That you believed me did it take this long
I told Sean if I ever got on that I'd
Never ever buy a chain with ice and I didn't
Before this all changed my life
From dreams in the dorm room
To doing big things in the boardroom
See all of these non-American bottles that
I find myself sipping on
Mixed with all of the things I'mma have to
Relearn how to one day live without
Mixed with all of the things inside my
Head that I can't figure out
But I ain't ever been afraid
Of people seeing inside
I'm more afraid of what I got on the inside
Getting out
And what was left a perfect mess
And if we forget a perfect mess
And what was left a perfect mess
That we forget