[Verse 1]
Rainy day wondering why I wear this suit
Stuck inside this house wasting time I haven't got a clue
On what to do I'm a f**ing loser man ain't that the truth
So I'm spinning webs trying to master sk**s inside my room
Walking down to Harry's house because why the f** not
Musing over Gwen I keep thinking I had a shot
All my friends are working at jobs this costume is all I got
Staring deeply into my mask on a rooftop asking why god
Why god am I stuck in this spot this sh**‘s not hot
I'm out here stopping crooks in parking lots and for what
So these other guys can f**ing steal my limelight
I'm sick of standing on the sideline it's my time to shine
Grinding in silence these clowns are lucky I ain't wilding
Uncle Ben told me to ‘get busy swinging or get busy dying'
I ain't lying I am a tyrant in superhero clothes
Stuff webbing down your throat make a boat and see how far you float
[Verse 2]
And how the f** do you put sh** out you ain't proud of answer me that
I swear my cities superhero scene is cancer that sh**'s back
My sh**'s black I alienate myself from you f**ers
I am the one and only Spider-Man word to your mother
I spit so much heat you'd think I'm strapped with C4
I am so fantastic I'll beat all four in one go
Strong enough to pin the f**ing Thing to the floor
Supernova to Hova Johnny Storm ain't got sh** on me
Stretch your career out Reed Richards you still won't reach me
And you still can't see me thanks to Susan's invisibility
And I swear after all that civilians still ain't feeling me/I feel like sh** knowing I'll never go down as a great
I'm gonna die a virgin hell I've never even been on a date
Little Peter Parker Midtown's professional wallflower
For some reason I was blessed with all of these super powers
What if someone else was bitten by that f**ing spider
I'd become an accountant have some kids and retire
But nah I'm out here playing dress up this is all I know
I wish the pressure of being a popular hero would just leave me alone
Never pick up my phone Costanza voicemail my ringtone
Bumping Faces on the down low have you seen mine
Lost my damn mind screws loose committing suicide right inside the booth
[Verse 3]
The outfit is inside my closet where it belongs hidden in plain sight
I haven't looked at it in months can't even bother to fight
I hear people saying ‘how does Spidey even sleep at night'
I've always had a choice on what to do this feels so right
Or wrong I don't even know where has my hope gone
Jameson laughing at me because I hung up my webs
My confidence is dead it's a struggle to get outta bed
Head down to the same place where my pa**ion went
Next to my mind in the trash now that's where my mask is
Dump the rest of the suit on a rainy day just like before
I let the world know I ain't Spider-Man no more
[Sample]
Listen...maybe you're not supposed to be...Spider-Man climbing those walls