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Yeah Had a crazy dream Back when I was just a little one Little dumb son, super innocent I was looking to get past the minimum The curriculum was a pendulum Swinging bullshit back at citizens These pages are dated, get rid of 'em I ain't signed up for your twisted version of the truth Boot it to Kingdom Come I'm a free-thinking child, speak with a style You might not think me the ideal I would disagree, bitch I'm quite real Get your eyes peeled to the fly wheel 'Cause it took me a while to get woke up To just who i am in this wholе crust I know I can't stop growing old but I can hold up who I don't trust 'cause Since I was young I didn't want to be likе anyone Teacher told me I should tighten up But what the fuck? I only know how to be me Blue-collared kinda rhymer SongtexteBattle with the rottweilers They just kept saying to me Son, be all you can be But really, I only just wanna be me Sleeping inside of the classroom I was scribbling words in my notebook Making beats on the table like slap, boom I was trying to get off the whole hook All this bullshit they was teaching us Was the reason I kept getting mentioned I just wanted some time for writing my rhymes They gave me internal suspension I was hold up, doing no drugs Until a few other folks showed up I got soaked up in the fold cuz I just wanted to fit in oh so much Oh please, oh won't you just let me be free? 'Cause I'm hiding my nature to fit in this forest But truly it just isn't me, you see? Since I was young I didn't want to be like anyone Teacher told me I should tighten up But what the fuck? I only know how to be me Blue-collared kinda rhymer Battle with the rottweilers They just kept saying to me Son, be all you can be But really, I only just wanna be me Woke up from a nightmare I was reliving all of my school days When I didn't know whether I cared About who's way or what crews say Give me new space now, I'm all grown I know just who the opposite minds are Logging knee-deep into side bars I'm in five-stars kicking live hearts, shit But I've been patiently waiting to reflect on these old days Didn't know how to get the gold space Had a time stone and a swole case Of the rhyme flow, when he showcased There's plenty MCs in the yard I let minds go, after flow shakes Nobody would step to the God Now everybody but my fam' Told me rap and bands never could just be my job I kept tracking jams til them clapping hands Was just working for me on the clock Just kept packing fans with no backup plan I just found it so terribly odd How can they back a man who don't stack a damn I've been knowing I wanted applause, yeah Since I was young I didn't want to be like anyone Teacher told me I should tighten up But what the fuck? I only know how to be me Blue-collared kinda rhymer Battle with the rottweilers They just kept saying to me Son, be all you can be But really, I only just wanna be me Just wanna be me Just wanna be me Just wanna be me But really I only just wanna be me Really I only just wanna be me Aus Songtexte Mania