What Do They See?

What do they see
Is it me
To lie
The Time
Very broken
BoJack spoken
More truth than you
Not Typical
Just Difficult
Feel Judged by what they see
Spit it more confidently

They see a kid
Complaining too much
Whole world against him
Folding in the clutch

They don't hear enough stories so here's one
Lied in Kindergarten that I was sick
Needed to stay home

Mom's found out
Destroyed my favorite video
Fucking hated school
Picked on as the fool
Couldn't kick or dodge a ball

Yo hands so fucking small
And the way you're sitting
Makes you a faggot

Oh you wonder why I don't wanna talk to y'all
Unless it's basketball

Some kid kicked me so I fractured his pinky
Or the middle finger
Mind really lingers

What do they see
Is it me
To lie
The Time
Very broken
BoJack spoken
More truth than you
Not Typical
Just Difficult
Feel Judged by what they see

What do they see
Is it me
To lie
The Time
Very broken
BoJack spoken
More truth than you
Not Typical
Just Difficult
Feel Judged by what they see
Spit it more confidently

See a king
Always promising
Fantasy of allure
Im fucking insecure
See myself in clubs
Racking up these numbers
Never had a bitch
Been over six summers
I could take other emcees lines
Copy their styles
Or give you my pain through the trials

Been in three accidents
One of em my fault
Pay attention cause I'm moving on
And you'll catch it later if you listen to me clear
One day I'll come home to my dear
Make a lot of babies
Divorce me
For being Crazy
Touring the world
You can't expect that from me
See a kid
Can't promote himself
Barley gain a fan
Never has a plan
Smoke weed
Ponder what could be

What do they see
It's me
And You
To Be Free
Of the stress
Before we rest

What do they see
Is it me
To lie
The time
Very Broken
BoJack spoken
More truth than you



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Writer(s): Cory Bender
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