Yo
You ready
Got me like O-E-S-B
You ain't ready for me
It simply can't be
That you can't see that
Everything I create is always f*cking amazing
Any f*cking mistake that I make, it won't faze me
That feeling of inferiority barely grazed me
Catch me smoking all the competition that
Got me thinking that I'm special
Then I realize that I'm just careful in those stressful situations
Head's full of realizations
Too many expectations
Shit
Let me change your opinion
Cuz I know I'm worth billions
This rap is all part of my dominion
Everything I worked for gone in three, two, one
I believe I'm free to do this just for fun
It's kinda irritating that the instigating mothaf*cka's imitating me when I am dominating everything
I find it disappointing, pretty damn annoying that he's been avoiding me, try me boy I'll do almost f*cking anything
Bitch please, don't think you're free you'll be gone on my killing spree
Torch you real good, bitch you better kneel
These burns I cause, just know they ain't real
I'm the one and only
Bitch, I'm feeling lonely
And I feel that I am losing something really slowly
Woah, what the f*ck's going on
Who, who am I
Well shit, it's back to reality
A broke college student and that's not a hyperbole
Single and sad, depression taking over me
The real me is what? Just a wannabe
This personality seems to be taking over me
To such a degree that it's spreading all over me
All I do is sit there quietly and anxiously
I'm waking up from this stupidly lucid fantasy
It's pretty blatant that I'm meaningless to everyone
It's pretty blatant when I say that I am not the one
I'm no prodigy, who the f*ck am I
I work retail, yeah, I'm like most guys
I gotta wake up from this meaningless delusion
My aspirations were some obvious protrusions
I never know what to write next
But I'm sitting over here always trying my best and it's blatant
Can't you see
(Can't you see, can't you see, can't you see)
That it's blatant
Well, to me
(Hold up)
Got me thinking that I'm special
Then I realize that I'm just careful in those stressful situations
Head's full of realizations
Too many expectations
Ah shit, here we go again
Trying to explain to them that we're not really friends
O-E-S-B's just a persona
The real me, he don't wanna know ya
And it's blatant
(Yeah, yeah)
Can't you see
(Can't you see)
That it's blatant
Well, to me
Now
F*ck off