Good for Nothing

Yo, I wanna blame it on inquisitive romances
When opening my mouth reveals my primitive advances
Shied from no challenge
I don't hide, I use the coup d'etat as home advantage
I don't suicide, now move aside
I use a die to roll to find out what the chance is
We don't Scuba dive, we'll leave you lost inside Atlantis
Feeling truly high, the way I'm Climbing through the branches
Feel like Pewdiepie, with diamonds shining through the canvas
I'm a Rockstar, you're a photo copy, knock off
I bet you probably got a homie driving cop cars
I doubt that many of you toasted more than poptarts
I bet you got a gat and sold it all for car parts

And every time I think of walking away
I hear these voices in my head that try to force me to stay

I'm always thinking bout the consequences
Made to think I was good for nothing
I bet you probably think you're very accomplished
You're very accomplished
You're good for nothing!

Never had a role model come to show me the ropes
I had to bottle up ideas, then promote em' as jokes
I'm just a no good, broke hood rat with his own rules
Old school, bring the boom bap, with some cold brews
I'm ill, never seeking remedies still
But fill the room up, with atom splitting energy fields
I want a tomb, to be buried in with various thrills
And rule everything, cruel like Cruela Deville
I'm still top dog, barking up the wrong tree
Life is such an endless cycle like I'm doing laundry
I feel like I'm killing shit, despite the moral quandaries
A villainous pawn, fulfilling, the will of his awful sinister plot
Within his lid, is the start and finish of art
So what your witnessing, isn't as simple as you probably think it is
While the feeling is undeniably serendipitous
Finding me's no coincidence
Bet you're sick of the simple silibance, in this and

And every time I think of walking away
I hear these voices in my head that try to force me to stay

I'm just a no good, broke hood rat with his own rules
Old school, bring the boom bap with some cold brews
I'm ill, never seeking remedies still
But fill the room up with atom splitting energy fields

I'm always thinkin' bout the consequences
Made to think I was good for nothing
I bet you probably think you're very accomplished
You're very accomplished
You're good for nothing!