[Intro]
So much pressure
Don't know if I should keep this a secret
But this moment I'll definitely keep it
[Verse]
Feelin like a QB, with a bad O-Line
Wonder how my town would be, with no Ryan
Being hustled, like d** in the trap
So much problems and that's why I rap
People act like they're my friend when theyre not
Then go off saying that they keep it real
I feel right above the country, T dot
Feel like I'm bald cuz I wonder what's the deal
The last thing I need right now is some hatin
Just do you I don't mean masturbatin
Last thing I wanna do is sell my soul to satin
I'm already going through mental mahem
I'll remember writing raps up in the lunchroom
Cuz sooner or later I'll be high up like the moon
And soon my social life won't have much room
I hope my older friends dont find out imagine such doom
[Hook]
I'm under so much pressure right now
Cuz right now I dont even measure right now
I hope I'm giving you some pleasure right now
Life is a nice lady dont mess with her right now
[Verse]
I remember being asked what will be my career
I never would say anything really sincere
Didn't wanna tell em there's a star in here
So I would say I wanna be an office worker
Really all I wanted was cash, cars, clothes and hookers
Feel like everyone I meet is a future onlooker
I would hold a notebook and say it's for school
They look inside of it and see it's full of raps
I tell them that its poems I know it's uncool
But they know I wanna be a rapper cuz of my hat
Now I got everyone aking for a freestyle
Then I feel like I'm in the movie 8 mile
Come up with raps off the head you'll just brag
And poor guys bragging bout money makes me gag
Definition of a dreamer is me
Look in my eyes and you'll see
[Hook]