Nurture
Some times I wanna be like Michael Jackson
And write a song to change the world
Base my whole platform around what's best for boys and girls
I mean I could write something beautiful and try to make you cry
Sometimes I want you to believe there's no one as deep as I
Sometimes I like whistles sparingly in the air
Then turn right around to some trap, and back again to Bon Iver
I could never bottle up my emotions into one word
Cuz I've learned that I'm fickle, inconsistent, twisted, ballistic, fantastic, spastic, elastic and a bastard
Jurassic in my morals and mannerisms
Fuck your criticisms bout how I'm living
Just pigeon hole yourself til you can't breathe and your life is passing you fast
And the last thing you remember is the first time you compromised what you wanted for someone else's enjoyment
But don't ever contemplate commenting on something I'm doing
Picture you brewing shit I cook up with my paper and pen
Nah you busy having fun deciding shirts versus skins
And I ain't knocking, I'm just venting bout the way that I feel
Feeling ostracized my whole life cuz I'm an artist for real
Sensitivity flows through me and comes out sonically pleasing
Damn, he different, he must be gay, man I hope that ain't the reason
Man fuck all y'all for putting me inside of all this enragement
I never asked to be the one whose heart is constantly scathing
You think I wanted this shit? You think I like being different
You think I wanna be here physically and mentally distant
Bitch you stupid if you got an answer for any of them questions
Cuz I don't know, so you don't know and that's your number one lesson
All the societal norms you follow, they don't mean a damn to me
I live nature over nurture, cuz nurture just breeds insanity
I just wanna be like Michael Jackson and write songs to change the world
Nurture
And write a song to change the world
Base my whole platform around what's best for boys and girls
I mean I could write something beautiful and try to make you cry
Sometimes I want you to believe there's no one as deep as I
Sometimes I like whistles sparingly in the air
Then turn right around to some trap, and back again to Bon Iver
I could never bottle up my emotions into one word
Cuz I've learned that I'm fickle, inconsistent, twisted, ballistic, fantastic, spastic, elastic and a bastard
Jurassic in my morals and mannerisms
Fuck your criticisms bout how I'm living
Just pigeon hole yourself til you can't breathe and your life is passing you fast
And the last thing you remember is the first time you compromised what you wanted for someone else's enjoyment
But don't ever contemplate commenting on something I'm doing
Picture you brewing shit I cook up with my paper and pen
Nah you busy having fun deciding shirts versus skins
And I ain't knocking, I'm just venting bout the way that I feel
Feeling ostracized my whole life cuz I'm an artist for real
Sensitivity flows through me and comes out sonically pleasing
Damn, he different, he must be gay, man I hope that ain't the reason
Man fuck all y'all for putting me inside of all this enragement
I never asked to be the one whose heart is constantly scathing
You think I wanted this shit? You think I like being different
You think I wanna be here physically and mentally distant
Bitch you stupid if you got an answer for any of them questions
Cuz I don't know, so you don't know and that's your number one lesson
All the societal norms you follow, they don't mean a damn to me
I live nature over nurture, cuz nurture just breeds insanity
I just wanna be like Michael Jackson and write songs to change the world
Nurture
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Writer(s): Kendell Thomas
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