Tinfoil Crowns

[Verse 1]
I'm a round peg in a square world: a goddamn cliche
Everything I say is tinted in yesterday's phrase
But eventually my today will be a next week term
In turn I'll burn like when I yearn and learn
That sometimes girls are a distraction that I earn
Because beauty in motion is something I observe
Talk with an awkward walk, nod with a proper gawk
Slender splendor with suspenders that I rock
I write about what I know. Then from there I just flow
So I depict an image of me approaching you real slow
Hoping that I don't open with a broken focus
You'll notice that the bogus isn't a bit for showbiz

[Chorus] x2
What I'm really about is trying to stay down
Keep my heart matching like my feet to the ground
Hear that p-pound, p-pound, p-pound, p-pound
And my name remains golden until I get crowned

[Verse 2]
Girls make me nervous, rapping makes me nervous,
Performing makes me nervous. Goddamn I'm really nervous!
But of course on the surface the purpose of worthless
is diminished and finished so I live it real calm like a tortoise
My life's a balancing act of poetry and rap
Trying to discern fiction from fact as I pick at my cracks
The bigger the gash, the higher the cash.
Exploit my own weaknesses and eventually it'll pass
Like I did with math class and all that nonsense
Packed in my conscious and yet I don't have the foggiest
Idea or notion of what my knowledge has for me
Scholarships got me sailing very choppy seas
I envy those who already know what they want in the future
While this loser is induced by trying to remain a booster
My direction is up! I try to yell to my demons
This season the treason of reason is countered by believing


[Chorus] x2
What I'm really about is trying to stay down
Keep my heart matching like my feet to the ground
Hear that p-pound, p-pound, p-pound, p-pound
And my name remains golden until I get crowned

[Verse 3]
I try so hard to impress the girls around me
The effort that I put in could have had astounding
Results if I put it into something real useful
Like solving cancer, finding answers to life. But let's be truthful
The youth'll always be using their pupils to look at prettiness
And minds will try to find ways to display wittiness
Our hearts will melt when you smile at us
We're pretty fucked up since we keep falling in love on the bus
Leaving shards of ourselves on every park bench seat
Hoping our phones will ring so we can delete
Loneliness from our speed dial and off our contacts
But we know that we shouldn't use others to combat
The problems of ourselves. We excel this too well
We can rule our kingdoms without the use of magic spells
Pillow top walls and shoebox towers:
Thrones made from Lazy-Boy recliners that could be ours


[Chorus] x2
What I'm really about is trying to stay down
Keep my heart matching like my feet to the ground
Hear that p-pound, p-pound, p-pound, p-pound
And my name remains golden until I get crowned