
going to war, somebody grab my artillery
i’m gonna need some vesthead
i’m duking it out against those who wanna try to keep me silenced
i’m duking it out against those who got a problem with me
i’m duking it out against myself
sprinting thru the streets of Newark in army fatigue
hiding under cellars in army fatigue
suppressing my beliefs and insecurities in army fatigue
i’m gonna get appropriated
i’m gonna get distilled
still can’t win a woman’s heart
doesn’t matter if she’s from Africa or Brazil
Ecuador or Uruguay
i think that i tried to get them all
yet i wasn’t enough for any of them
or i might have been too much for them
i was too much for this one individual in particular,
said her name too many times
knowing that i was too much for them
they opted to just leave me alone
because dealing with a creative genius isn’t everyone’s cup of tea nowadays
it’s only until we start getting money y’all wanna deal with us
it’s only until we get verified that you wanna deal with us
love ain’t for bosses like me
all we’re ever great for is ruling the industries that we work in
and nothing more
don’t even wanna sit at tables with anyone
i feel outcasted
so i will just stand to the side
eat my food in my lap
Hollister jeans as my placemat
while y’all socialize and whatnot
i will just sit at home all alone
high as i don’t know what
and piece together the next masterwork of the century
while y’all out having fun
having drinks and parties
i can never be like any of you because i’m an outcast
i’ve always been that way
i don’t know where i fit in
so i just stand alone
i sit at tables alone
i sit on the bus alone
whenever it’s couples season and everyone is holding hands
i hold mine instead in army fatigue
i harm myself in army fatigue
i loathe myself in army fatigue
i jump from a bridge in army fatigue
i am buried in army fatigue
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