Noise

Let me remind you this is not a house
Where peace be an option and I'm not a scared mouse
Don't sound like Rick Ross
Trying hard to be the boss
But I can't absorb what goes around
Merry go round go round and round
Don't know this that that's it I'm out
Really scared of the crowd
Even If I'm a part or not
Don't know what's that about
I am sure I think a lot maybe even more
If I didn't try to put full stop
Man I swear I'm trying really hard
To put it in words put it in mouth
Just like I am doing now to rhyming it all out
Rhyming my heart out structure is gone
Life could be easy if I was a hound

Don't get me wrong, I know my words have a sad tone
Understand that really do, not living under the rock
But the words aren't meant for you to read alone
And sit with the eyes full o' tears
Listen out
I got this noise, mind full of noise
Life is sushi and I am the rice
Just there covered by thoughts in the air
Life could be a nightmare
If I tried to make sense of what I think
Never sing in the mic
That's the fact that I hate it
Expressing wasn't my ace trait
Yeah we all know that, all of us out here face that
Scratch that the world is bigger than just you
If you try to make it good
It starts with you. Ohhhuuu facts
You can't be the one Hippocratic on the fun
being underdog underdone
Living life on the run, Where's the fun?
Wait what's that? Is that?
EVERYBODY RUN
HE'S GOT A GUN
Yeah I got a gun, and not for fun
To prove a point and my time has begun

It's a time to be real
Snap and insta never gave the spiel
All for just mass appeal
But listen my dear dare I say
One thing is clear, it's never as holy
As it may appear, hold me to it
It's all just facts nothing surreal
The net will make a wound, might never even heal
Time to rethink your career, not tryna cause fear
Just requesting a change in the gear
More power. Man raise the ampere
Grass is green even gold on the other side
This shit makes you understeer
Lose the real you for the pseudo other one
This whole scene is not ideal
Or I'll rather put it better
It's just straight up peurile

Mannnn just shut up.
Sorry not speaking to you
To the 100 voices other
In my brain and I feel drained
And I Feel Really Better
That I am doing what makes me go

But I am still the same fat boy inside
Am sorry if you couldn't see my flamboyant side
Sike you thought
I'll never be the one in the room talking too much
With a mug full of joe heart has a hole
Think it is funny all the rappers today just
Speak the tune of profit I miss the time
When the game was to be a prophet

Nah it's changed
All of this is feeling soo strange
Thank you for pointing the fact that I'm still a kid
Again not talking to you
Might say something wrong god forbid
And most of the time I'd say the same
Most of the time I'll hide the insane
But did I say anything wrong?
No I didn't!

Don't wanna be farcical It's rhetorical
Guess I have to point it out that
The need to threaten to hustle
Is nothing new, just logical
The biological need to help you out or likewise
Life has a tommy and I just got toys
It's fine, i'll take the shot for the lost cause
You see the problem? It's all just random
I can go on talking bout' politics, humor
Sadness that will leave your life soon
Like I am a boomer, I'd love to say that
Like I am a different kind of rapper
Maybe I am not, I got this voice
Up in my head giving me choice
Making me wise and I call this noise