Woke up in the cell, am I at? Yeah, it's cold, but I that am I, trapped? Heart's out of my chest Door's locked, but the are in my hands Hm, yeah, that's weird, it make sense, does it? I make songs, I don't make friends, me Might smile, but it ain't funny Sing along to the pain, love it Life's a merry-go-round And I'm tryna figure it out I like space, I fit in the crowds My whole life been airin' it out Oh, I'm into character now wrong, but it feels right My feelings seal tight nice But I fight anything to win But I'm not Mike Tyson, I won't ya' But I will tell you if I don't you I am not the I got my own shoes, I ain't fit in yours I never been married, but I've divorced *Hi, I'm Nate, have we met Somebody told you I was wack? Check the Somebody told you I was Yes, of course You got a problem the fans? There's the door You lookin' for the old me? the morgue, agh! Not a fortune-teller, but I can see into the future Ain't no tellin' what'll happen I pick up the microphone, get the fans together Same style, but the are better Been a year and a half, feels it's gone forever Ain't no drink in my hand, but you know the is comin' Big steps in the game, yeah, the is running My thoughts are funny, it feels like I'm something, yeah
I'm high off the music, my in the clouds I like it up here, I am not comin' down I'd rather be alone, I am not in crowds Which is kinda confusin', no been that way since a child They laughin', they tell me never get out I'm tryna be me, I am nobody else I don't what you think, I'm just bein' myself So I for now
just be the outcast I'll just be the just be the outcast I I'll be the outcast
Yeah, I I don't fit the mold of rap 'Cause I'm women "I heard record, I was laughin at it" Maybe they would like me if I got a little graphic with it Nah, I don't wanna blend in you little rappin' idiots, I'd be the outcast I never puttin' out trash I take a hundred and staple it right to my I always put the money where my at, ah! Feels good to be now I'm a weird person a weird crowd What, you like that? That's cool, that's great, that's fine, okay, you can now Got a weird smile, but I like it I paint it on me and I'm to the microphone And put the caution tape me like I did in Intro I, yeah! Yeah, got me reminiscin' now! Yeah, you know I'm 'bout to go mad wanted something so bad Goosebumps through the whole no way I'm gonna hold back Got me thinkin' that I'm cookin' in a lab I don't it up in front of my own eyes You look a lost, you ain't get that? Comin' from a town where nobody a rap like this I get the memo, must've missed that Wow! I go in my feelings again, I can feel it again So I lay in my bed, in my cell the pen And I dwell on my sins, I keep wonderin' to open the the doors, they don't know who I am But I pick up the and I put on my Timbs And I stare at the and the tat on my skin And I think to myself, "I wanna fit in"
I'm high off the music, my in the clouds I kinda like it up here, I am not down I'd rather be alone, I am not in crowds Which is kinda confusin', I've no been that way since a They laughin', tell me I'll never get out I'm just be me, I am nobody else I don't what you think, I'm just bein' myself So I for now
Yeah, I'll just be the I'll just be the just be the outcast I I'll be the outcast
Yeah, focus Take a knife to my head then I cut it Take my brain, put it on the floor tryna out my motives Y'all thought I was an issue the door was locked Nah, you should see me when the opens Every I can hear voices Put a camera in my face, might turn Joker like I'm Posner Always been a little to process Some of y'all wanna sit around and try to pick my bars Here's some lines you could If I'ma die, I'ma die givin' everything I have Take a deep breath, I don't need y'all's I'm a reject kid at recess playin' games his make-believe friends Yeah, I don't take a night off Lights off in the room and I write I might into my thoughts once in a while when the mic's off You ain't ever seen no like mine, better hop outta my car I'm about to my doors You ain't got a seat belt on, better one Gettin' sick of people me to smile more T.S. was a chapter I'll forget, it was therapy for me But it's time to the page now Hey, shut up! I'm tryna 'em my story! I'm sorry, I wasn't at y'all, I was talkin' to the voices I rip out the drums of the industry's For to ignore me and playin' while singin' this chorus
I'll just be the I'll just be the just be the outcast I guess I'll be the
just be the outcast I'll be the outcast I'll be the outcast I I'll be the outcast