J.R.C. and Calmerch - Analysis

Since I made the decision to stop being so choosy
It’s like I weight off my ankles cause bro usually I’m
Not the type to rap onto some YouTube beat anymore, nah that still ain’t me
But Calcutta store got the heat
Walk with me

To the corner, it’s time that we drop this border
It’s time that you stop being so exclusive with what you offer
But I’m reclusive, can’t face the ensuing slaughter
Like Marty’s dad I can’t stand rejection

I bystand, the grandstanding collective
I lack hype on the stage when I’m setting
I ain’t an online personality, prefer reflection
Think that’s more honorable than fishing for attention

Let me put it in perspective the way you’ll get
It’s like that one post, thirty likes ain’t much
But if theres thirty people here to see my painting then you’d have a different outlook but your phone is like a crutch

Probably couldn’t talk to all em them
Social anxiety is mine, hmm
Ain’t too hard to admit it, I’m high as Quidditch
Using humor to deny unhappy feelings it’s

Just as sad as deflecting when your ignorant
But I guess that’s they bliss that they living in
It ain’t for me for to philosophize or tell you different
But that’s me, argue like I have to be the winner

And I am

Written by:
Jacob R Colon

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