UNTOUCHABLE

Sorta strange
Now my name is brought up
They're comparing me to music jokers
Even though they know I ain't Joaquin
Run my own career, with a truthful motive
Yeah, but look I may be salty
Doesn't matter, 'cause I learned that I'm so stubborn
Never average, I don't want that to be backwards
I know that no girl will love me
That's fine, because I caught up with the bad things
I'm sick of these dumb kids in a rap scene
That think they can function in a back seat
I like when I'm anxious, got cameras lookin' at me
It's time to summon them subtle cinematics

Not here to inspire you, I'll say that
To the entire public, don't admire me, 'cause I might snap
Step back, if you only care about getting viral, no respect, I will never like you

Here's another thing, kids tell me when they're suicidal
If I don't respond, or I say it wrong, and you kill yourself?
Then what? Was it my fault? That's not what I signed up for
Look, there's some things I just wish I could erase, and you can still hate me
But I don't fish for complements, or say that I'm depressed, for clickbait

You can't revive me
They try to quite the loose cannon
I've been this truth in my rhyming
I've always fit out but now
I'm the cool kid, and you're not invited
Stay mad, but as soon as you find me
Don't go assuming I'm nice, 'cause
I'm as fake as balloon man when he's smiling

Last time, I was tiptoeing
This time, I don't care if I insult you
There's only gonna be one Nett, so I hit goals
And the kids know that it will go, play nice, like a pit-bull
Until you get bit, though, I win fights, 'cause I got to
And never did tie, I will not lose, you will not fit in my shoes

Get up outta bed, and everyday I wanna better me
Didn't feel like I was good enough
They're tellin' me that I should go diversify
But I know you truly haven't heard of Tyse
Would if he could body you, but
I promise he couldn't even hurt a fly
Choosing every word I rhyme, losing every stupid fight
Truth is I deserve a mic, you think it's a perfect life?
Every time I kill a song, I'm no Eminem, but it's music to be murdered by, aye!

I don't like the way you see me
I'm not famous, I just hate a stupid feeling
Yeah, I built my everything, when nobody believed that
One day, I would be the one kid who grew up with judgment
That stood up to be someone, that hundreds look up to

On the rise, I will go higher
Work everyday, but I'm still not tired
Now, I got a fanbase, so exciting
Don't you dare go undermine me
Half these rappers think they're real, but won't define it
Say my name, it's so enticing
Hate my song, but I know that you low-key like me

Gonna hit the bottom, I don't wanna be forgotten there
It's hard to be on top level, when I got no money in my wallet
And I never made a profit, everything I did was ridiculed
But I gave up on the people that pretend to be a friend
If you consider me offensive, I consider you a sensitive
Obliterate the ego that was entering
It'll only take a little bit of effort to diminish you
I'm finishing a new beginning, tell me what you think of it

I remember when my friends were so embarrassed to be with me
Now they care so much, it kills me, I'm not famous, don't be silly
Record two just mentally buried me, I'm filthy, keep your distance
All this pressure's got me drinking, losing God, and overthinking

I don't owe you, you don't know me, I'm a no one
Just a dude, with a door that I should open
I could show ya, I'm so lonely, "Oh, boohoo, grow up"
Don't you see guys? You just need to leave right now
'Cause I don't seem fine, I just want some me time
'Cause it feels like

Feels like you know all my problems, I agree, I sound like garbage
I'm no Hopsin, Dax, or Tom MacDonald, wow, I must be awful
I don't think Futuristic minds if I leave my stupid past
When I go in the booth, and spit this rhyme
Alright step back, I doubt that he even know's who I am
Yeah, but I bet my truest fans are gonna blow up your phone, if ya don't reply
I feel like Superman, especially when I won't get a hold of Kryptonite

That's true, because I'm a big, big joke
But I won't be kidding, wrote one more record, when they tell me don't
Because I won't quit, when they tell me finish
My own thoughts'll be rhyming on the beat
I can obviously, psychologically
Sike an audience, mind boggling, hypocrisy
Yeah, but I don't mind offering my honesty
I'm bothered by my following, eyeballing
My private life, so I hide all of it, my apologies
I'm untouchable



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Goldenberg, Paul Maurice Kelly, Philip Andre Ceberano, Catherine Yvette Ceberano
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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