White Laces

[Verse 1]
Shake the hand of this poor, poor sinner
The loser and the winner since I was a beginner
Playing games, call it Ender, do you ever remember
The tender feelings that we had last September?
Processed and rendered. Feeling a little more comfortable
iPad face, I'm so touchable even with a personal bubble
Muddled and humbled through experience and tips
I've made it through this and came back like a gif
So sift through the memories and come out with gold
Blindfold to the whole truth of what's hot and cold
Light cardigan and I'm getting carded again
All I wanna do is buy a cigar and win with the rest of my friends
Learning how to drive, steering with a nine iron
I defy lions like a circus tamer without tryin'
I'm, a little bit modest with a whole lot of weird
Give me enough cash and I'll be eccentric here

[CHORUS] x2
I've got, big words, big books, and big dreams
And I never want to do sew-sew it seams
I've got, big words, big books, and big dreams
Autobiographical confidence: my self-esteem

[Verse 2]
Pound the fist of this tortured and confused artist
Please pardon the mess inside of my apartment
I'm set apart in my craft, at least what I hope
Though I know there's too many ways for people to tell me nope
Measuring my design and calculating monuments
With honest bits founded in my starter kit
And polished mitts to catch all of their guardedness
I slowly become a part of this, stepping onto continents
Take a look into the aid box, equip my appropriate armor
Black jeans, crisp shirt and I'm looking like a goner
Never had a subject matter, let my brain Pollock splatter
If I'd go for subtly I'd make dents. But let's shatter
From tatters to threads, please get it through your head
Enjoy the ride and let's take some risks instead
Living real stable won't test how you are able
To survive the dead pool on the table. Strapped like I'm Cable

[CHORUS] x2
I've got, big words, big books, and big dreams
And I never want to do sew-sew it seams
I've got, big words, big books, and big dreams
Autobiographical confidence: my self-esteem

[Verse 3]
Give a high five to this misguided optimist
I see like a frozen optometrist
No matter how hard it gets, I continue the journey
Even nerdy, I've earned thee the birdie with more versions than Kirby
So if you heard me then let's take some time to celebrate
Calculus pathway: we integrate the interstates
Our roads finally crossed. Let's exchange pleasantries
Calm down, no need to tense up. Please, let it breathe
We can have style, but don't get hostile
Otherwise I combine the former and latter: Oscar Wilde
Never have free time, I use every single tick tock
Some dedicated to poetry, some used for Hip Hop
A bit for some groceries, a bit for a pit stop
And even a portion for sleep so I can stay tip top
Though sometimes those hours get moved around
At 2 in the morning is when the nouns get profound

[CHORUS] x2
I've got, big words, big books, and big dreams
And I never want to do sew-sew it seams
I've got, big words, big books, and big dreams
Autobiographical confidence: my self-esteem