Story of Joey

This is the story of a proud young man
This is the story of a proud young man
This is the story of a proud young man
This is the story of a proud young man

It wasn't
Until somebody fucked my girlfriend
Till I realized I was a proud young man
I hadda let go my ego
Like eggo now we know
That's what make me special
Wez all obsessed with impressing our peers
And disappointin em is stressin our fears
So how I feel when I come back to the hills
Y'all got the same mask on I ask y'all
You ain't changed in the past couple a years?
Our society worship identity
And As a teen I felt that heavily
Tired of feelin the pressure
Sent me lost into depressia
I hit the college days
In the dumps a self gives a nickname
Y'all took advantage Of an honest kid
But now my stance is outstandin
And from my vantage point candid
I be the bandit that's watchin the throne
I guess my flow too advanced
As I sign off as slam po
And keep you askin fo mo'

This is the story of a proud young man
This is the story of a proud young man
This is the story of a proud young man
This is the story of a proud young man

This is my platform
Now watch me evolve and take that form
My rapform
I watch this fuckin' cash form
Could be my ticket to the greatest escape
Go find my place I'm dreamin' i want it andelay
Like if you give me one year, i get the whole place jumpin'
You gon give me 3 years, I putcha ya keys in the bucket
Might have to unleash these fears
Might have to cross over boundaries that take me back to my ways
But I stay free like Kanye
Imma do what i need
And get the whole world high like im... sellin weed
I hadda kill a couple bullies they wuz fuckin' with me
Should prolly kick a couple habits like me rollin' the weed
Shit - I be feindin in the evenin for some cabbage
They callin' em savage these days
For poppin' xans in a dorm room
And I'm a faggot, cause my conscience always overrule

This is the story of a proud young man
This is the story of a proud young man
This is the story of a proud young man
This is the story of a proud young man

Those kinda shots don't land you see you
No longer fuckin' with a proud young man
I didn't make these beats, but i together the plans
So put together yo hands for nobody, the fuckin man
And if nobody wanna be my friend
At least i got the music
4AM smoove breeze palm treez im cruizin
The frequency to tune in
Either go off n play blues n'
Call ladies stupid
Music's a reflection of my imperfections
It's actually complementin my soul
Swhy I stay shinin' like gold
At the top o' my class
Like the honor roll
But I wipe my ass with a honor roll
I felt subar among those folk
Always actin' so serious... (hah)
They call me ADHD
Now watch this green stack
As I unleash that
The crazy in me



Credits
Writer(s): Joey Aronskind
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