[Intro] Emperor Bish' [Verse 1] Melancholy days got me held in a spotty faze Delving in my body trying to be common anomalies Praised honestly dazed and toppled and in amaze But gotta be amazing, it need commas in my banking Been slaving since 7th grade trying to get a page over wages I paid And be majorly played with my name paved on the great LA shape Hoping the name sticks like tape Straight apex from an ape aerate chasing and then escape To a great fantasia hotter than a blazer on a day in Jamaica I spit sick flava equate into the equator so savor how I shape ya [Chorus] Sometimes I feel that y'all wanna use me Wish to abuse me and mentally confuse me It's usually the truth seen So it seems routine Nothing new that I'm seeing Users human beings I swear that I can't get used to the users
Swear that I can't get used to the users I swear that I can't get used to the users Used to the users Used to the users [Verse 2] I've been thinking too much so its hard for me to see The direct path of light and what I'm suppose to be There's mad people watching, in the family I'm the option Want the Grammys and the Oscars, and I'm swearing I can conquer But lately I've been locked up and since I'm seeing green like Blanka Everybody wants to chill and wants to pop up, but I just want to make music and influence I hate expectations they ruin every single thing that I think of doing Could you please just leave me to be human f** what you expect or think is correct Don't interject, just gimme a second while rejections exit [Chorus]