VERSE 1 (BCOZ)
I'm a Young white boy and I got something to prove
This is my choice, but more than nothing to lose
These voices trying to correct my views, or disprove my hard truths
For you I promise to come through
Cause I know I'll gun through or come through with kung fu
How's his tongue move, they're like chill dude, I'm like f** you
Had enough na to many rough brahs wanna step to me
Enemies some defending me others promise to be ending me
Always sending me back to a place of reflecting me
Lately I am sensing these eyes on me relentlessly
Judging me, but I'm stepping gee, up to that plate or tee
Doesn't matter its defeat if you're not a friend to me
Who the hell am I anyways, trying to stand for what's right
I'm concerned with the evil on the inside
In the search to find I've lost my own mind
Turn back now or instead ignore all the signs
Every day I feel like I'm right back at the start
Long life ahead but I can't find the right path
Every word I say comes straight from the heart
Every time I open ups followed with an awkward laugh
Ha, so now they want bars,wondering how hard or, how fast
Will he touch stars, na brah,I'll hit far past
Rapping dope bars. I'll go hard, space car till I'm on Mars
In fact I am a star burning right to my core, heart
HOOK (DAVEED)
Something to prove, with nothin to lose, see theyre lookin here cause they see we're making moves, somethin to prove but with nothin to lose, but with nothing to lose, something to prove but with nothin to lose, theyre lookin here they see us makin moves
VERSE 2 (BCOZ)
Been thinking to much I'm inside of my head
But on the brink I do rush when I should think instead
Try to stop just to blink maybe I'm better of dead
Babe I'll give you a wink and laugh off what I just said
Tell me I stink, so I'll tuck e'm in bed
I barely even blink as I register the words said
Love pink cause it's the color of my meds
And that's the only thing that's getting in my head
No matter how low this ship sinks rather float instead
If the plans got a kink b**h rather check the thread
If I feel myself sink then this water I'll tread
If I'm running out of ink, then that's enough said
Fed up with the rat race and lies they represent
Can't we all embrace and at least pretend to be friends
But we forget to stop and count to ten
Lost in my search chasing zen, pacing, hoping I can
Think it's time to admit, I got a thirst to quench
Go on and pop that lid, come out hurt and drenched
Know I'm just a kid, don't sit me on the bench
When I'm feeling sh**, you better smell the stench
I'm trying to chose a path and just exist
I'm trying to find the right words to fit this
Feeling that I'm feeling, always I'm peeling back the folds of life
Try reveal what's right, set sights to hit heights
HOOK (DAVEED)
Something to prove, with nothin to lose, see theyre lookin here cause they see we're making moves, somethin to prove but with nothin to lose, but with nothing to lose, something to prove but with nothin to lose, theyre lookin here they see us makin moves