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I joke a lot, I know
The voice inside of me is twelve years old
Yeah, I need guidance
I just turned thirty and I´m still freestylin´

So this how YOLO beats doubt
And hope breeds vows
I won´t be proud ´til I´m crowned
You holdin´ me down, or you holdin´ me down?
Will I break out or will I break down?
I´m calling my shot, aww
This is my plot, aww
Just let me be not wrong
Everything is right in front of me
So I don´t see what´s right in front of me
I´m only seein´ what it´s gonna be (Two, three, four)
I never had a ménage (No), I´d rather get a fiancé (Ayy)
Mom up my ass like a prostate
She thinkin´ forward like blockchain
But I´m sittin´, thinking ´bout the fourth grade (Woo)

I was hittin´ on the Macarena
Visualizin´ all the packed arenas
I ain´t had shit on my hands except Cheetos, that was the top
Back when Dwayne was the Rock
Back when jerkin´ off used to be the motivation
I would come racin´, tryna beat my mama to my crib, get naked
I´ll go on Maxim.com for the pictures, put the shower on while I´m still gettin´ print outs
In the shower while usin´ steam, and I put the shower head up on the massage settin´
What the fuck was that? How was I usin´ stills?
Now when I use my thoughts the women turn to sand
The women blow away
That´s why I take Adderall every day
Fifteen milligram, time release, I pray to God it doesn´t kill me

My generation a test (Yes)
I can feel my heart race in my chest (Yes)
Takin´ what it takes to be best (I do)
I met a nice girl out West (I did)
But I wish she was more East Coast (That´s true)
Guess that´s how the story goes
Doesn´t matter how I far I go
Fuck it, I don´t even know
Lot of surfaces don´t need the scratch
A lot of matches haven´t met a match
There´s a lot of women in my phone who last name is Bumble, Tinder or some other app
On a date, I can´t wait ´til I talk about work
If they sleep over, I´ll get ´em a shirt
I don´t do synagogue, I don´t do church
I don´t know exactly what I believe
I don´t know exactly what we all need
Homie, this shit is a doozey

We all used to writtin´ in loose leaf
I just want someone to use me
If you can´t be used, you´re useless (Uh)
I´m just so lucky they be doin´ me (True)
Been privileged since birth
Now I gotta pay that forward
How we gonna change that world?
I know I´m different, I´m comin´ out and I hope you´ll listen
Time´s runnin´ out and I know I´ll miss it
I could fail but I can´t do what-ifs
I´ll give you my heart and you´ll still want a pic
You in or you out, yo, what you gonna pick?
I wanna be what I wanna be
(What´s wrong with me?)

Order, they bring out the lobster before you eat it

And have you look at it in its eyes
Anyone?

I joke a lot, I know
The voice inside of me is twelve years old
Yeah, I need guidance
I just turned thirty and I´m still freestylin´