Hey Iggy

Oh, Iggy tell us, well
What are you trying to make?
Are you still the boy?
Or you're trying to change?
You gotta
You're becoming in a nut
Like Samsa but not an insect
Tell us what you need
Oh, Iggy tell us, well

I got a
Different kind of ways
Different fashion and aims
Different language and ae
I'ma do for myself
I got
Half-caste blood
Well putted my boots
Don't trust me yet
There's eleven more songs

Hey, Hey
Ok
Tell me what are you doing here
Tell me what you wanna get from this
Hey, tell me you're composing is what you wanna hear
But, don't tell me you're gonna run away from me
Stay here, please
Don't fuck with that shit

You've been feel comfortable since you use me
I'm more than a wall
I'm a storm that could defend you from the existence you fear
You imagined me as a nut, I prefeer you don't
If you wanna imagine me, you better think yourself licking my nuts
I rather the alcohol
Don't judge me, I'm miserable
Fuck you, I'm a fucking minority
I'm a latin boy that sings in english
Spanish it's too easy for me

Hey, I'm arriving late
Hey, all of this was already made
Hey, when I feel bad I put low keys
Hey, I putted my ass in this shit