JaoT - Wanna Be

I don't know what I wanna be
But I don't wanna be
Everything that you want me to be
You don't get to see what you want me to be
I don't know what I wanna be
But that I wanna be
Everything that you want me to be
You gone get to see what you don't want me to be

I'm fucking disgusted
And I ain't been crying I been chopping up some onions
Or some dust in my eye
Whatever reason I could muster
That you'll believe 'cause I'm no long a kid I wipe the snot on my sleeve
Like look at me I'm six feet
And still don't know when I grow what I wanna be
It's a toss
A astronauts, a crackpot, a nigga standing on the corner help sign and a cup
I can tell you what they all thought they was wishing
You won't see dawn no dish detergent in the kitchen
You'll be like your mom and poof one day you're missing
Pull ops like your pops 'til you end up in prison
That's your best hope cook dope it's your future
Crazy mother****** prolly end up in the institution
I hug trees you trash, I hate pollution
Glass maker was your dad
And we looking right through you lil nigga

I don't know what I wanna be
But I don't wanna be
Everything that you want me to be
You don't get to see what you want me to be
I don't know what I wanna be
But that I wanna be
Everything that you want me to be
You gone get to see what you don't want me to be

And I'mma be successful
I gain some prospective with every obstacle I get through
They put on they Forces and then they try to overstep you
But this ain't nike and it's some shit that I just can't do
No longer let a nigga talk down naw you must be stupid
No shit Sherlock is Robert Downey Jr.
I'm just a hooligan that deal with bout of depression
Mixed with alcoholism
Think I'm post-traumatic stressing
I'm fractured cause I'm factually a bastard
But actually I be casually reppin'
A small fraction of dispassionate ass that blast music excessive
Still confused on what's next
Perplexed by the choosing of death over the proving you
Busting your ass until you losing a step
'Cause you unusually inept
It's like a pool is your death
I slept last night with an ocean on my brain
It ain't a thang
Feel I'm losing my breath
Weight of a cruise on chest, what's next

I don't know what I wanna be
But I know that I wanna be
Everything that you want me to be
You gone get to see what you don't want me to be

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